In The Defence of Winter

Disclaimer: this post is neither funny nor about writing. It’s actually just my thoughts on a subject. Just a heads up. 🙂

I make no secret of the fact that I am an Autumn/Winter girl at heart. But if I’m completely honest, Autumn is my favourite of the two seasons. I’m something of a spiritual person and nature is definitely my church. To me, Autumn is the time when the world is growing quieter, yet magic and mystery are more alive than ever, blazing like fire in darkening evenings. Waiting in the shadows like playful spooks. It’s fun and exciting.

Then the winter comes along. It gently sprinkles its own subtle magic over everything it touches. You can see the world glittering, turning as delicate as glass at the fluttering brush of Winter’s cold fingertips. It smiles soothingly, chuckling at the irony of the misconceptions that surround it. Winter does not bring death, just much needed sleep.

Society today gets quickly swept up in the excitement of seasonal celebrations, so we enjoy the winter for those reasons. We embrace warm jumpers, fluffy blankets, hot chocolates, large dinners, gift giving etc. But it is all over too quickly, and before long, it is January.

And then the wait begins. We sit and pine for the sun, eager for Spring to hurry and save us from the seemingly endless wasteland of winter.

I get it, sometimes I feel the same way. But I try to remind myself to be grateful for these slower months. To take time to just be inside with the ones I love, without the need for a tree laden with pretty boxes. Still cuddle up and stay warm together, talk to each other, listen to each other.

Yes, winter is quiet, slow and cold. But it is also so beautiful just as it is. It forces us to accept what is utterly beyond our control, and therefore to be grateful for what we have. Try not to wish it away, but instead, embrace it, revel in the gift of these moments of peace.

Take care,

Strange

My view of a stunning Winter sunrise from the train to work

Happy New Year, Everyone!

Just a quick note to say I wish all of you out there a very happy new year!

My Grandparents were from Glasgow, so I have an endearing relationship with Scottish New Years traditions, particularly the loud, passionate chorus of ‘Auld Lang Syne,’ at midnight. As closely as we can translate it, ‘Auld Lang Syne’ means something like, ‘For old times sake.’ I love that song, as do so many of us.

That been said, I’m very much up for whatever new times are waiting ahead. May 2023 bring each and every one of you new, and gloriously sexy adventures!

(Which you can then tell me about so I can market them.)

See you all next year, and as the famous song goes, ‘we’ll tak’ a cup o’ kindness yet, for auld lang syne.’

Ah, the Scottish brogue. As clear today as it was in 1788.

Take care,

Strange

Welcome to 2021

I know, I know, we’re all sad to say goodbye to 2020, forgive me for being so controversial.

Heh, okay, maybe not.

I’m going to join the crowds of people who are very ready to get 2021 started, and I’ve got a lot of ideas that I’m psyched for! Change is cumming people!

My New Years resolution is to purge myself of the toxins in my world; Healthy body, healthy mind, healthy planet. Am I saying ‘No more junk food for me ever again?’ And jogging my way to the supermarket to buy some new gym gear that will only get used three times before being upscaled to my new loungewear?

Yes. But at least I’m trying, bitch!

To be honest, I’m actually in a place where I’m incredibly happy with most things in my life. I find I’m at a stage where instead of trying to make huge changes, I’m more focussed on building on the foundations I’ve made over the years.

Some things definitely have to go, (I still have huge clanking goth boots from my late teens) but otherwise, my plan is to just keep doing better with what I love.

Which brings me, inevitably, to my writing. At the moment, I’m a book and a half away from finishing the Garden of Eden series. I’ve decided to get this all done before I start anything else. I’ve loved writing this series and while I’ll be sad to be done with it, I’ll be happy for my characters who will finally have the answers they’ve been demanding between their many sexual antics!

On the horizon, I’ve got a supernatural series planned, think hotel for sexy-ass monsters meets K M Strange. I’m also in serious debate about opening an Etsy shop under my pen name and selling various night-time delights. I’d be interested in your thoughts on this.

So tell me, dear readers, what are your plans as we skip hopefully into the new year? What do you foresee on your own horizons? Will your plans benefit from some elegantly written porn? You know your girl Strange has got your back.

Until next time, I’d like to leave you with a quote from Mae West that needs no tampering from me, ‘All discarded lovers deserve a second chance, with someone else.’

And like those forgotten lovers, I’m ready to let 2020 fade into the past. 2021 – let’s be having you!