It is time to release the demons of my mind.
This side of my persona is kept under lock and key in the depths of my psyche as I have few if any, limits if this side is exposed.
Now I am resigned to writing on my blog, who knows what I will be writing, or who cares to what depths of depravity I will plummet?
I did start an adult version of Snow White several years ago, and this week I found I had the cover still on file, so how about Snow White and the seven dwarves in an orgy?
I also got sent some erotic downloads for supporting a GoFundMe scheme from a Polish photographer, the young ladies in the shots are not always entirely, or partially clothed; for my taste, most of the girls are too young and slender, but then I am not writing to my taste but what will get read.
If you want a mild sample read Sexual Explosions by Lana Pawcel www.alsdominion.co.uk/home/my-erotica-is-selling-again or my jazz romance called Black Cat - www.alsdominion.co.uk/the-reading-room/a-hot-romance-with-cool-jazz-music.
Who knows where my caffeine-starved mind will go when I release it?
In a similar vein, but not about writing, many people are wary of me as a person, not because I am violent but because I am often seen as a silent witness; recall the adage "Deep waters run deep."
Another synonym I like to consider of me is that my writing is like the rush you get when you dive deep in a waterfall, you can get the thrill, but remember though the air is full of Oxygen, you may not get the opportunity to breathe; like a diver pulled into the depths. After all, there are places in my mind, that I am scared to go to as I know how bad I can get when I feel depressed.