My blog has a vagina. It’s true. Not that it could have otherwise I suppose, considering the title, but still, I thought it might be time to clarify that. It’s a proud part of what I call ‘The Goddess Club’, which consists of Grace, The Muse, OB, V, Deb, and Ruby. The Goddess Club is predominantly about celebrating womanhood, spiritual musings, authentic ramblings and a whole lot of lovin’. My blog is also about writing in general, my book, and parts of my life. (I don’t write about my work because my boss isn’t yet convinced that all this vagina talk is good for business!)
So, that said, I thought I might throw a bit of appreciation towards my few male blogging friends. (I do have some male friends who are regular readers from outside the blogosphere, gasp! but they tend to suffer from stage fright and stay quiet most of the time.) I dig the three men in my blogging life and appreciate their voice here very much. So without further ado, I give you…
(Take a bow boys.)
Bill is a remarkably gentle soul, with a big blogging community behind him and an even bigger heart. He’s kinda old and funny looking and used to be a banker, but do we hold that against him? No! We love him anyway (that sort of love you have for an old pet who farts involuntarily when walking and has one eye, but such a deep soul, you know?) Bill? Bill? You’re alright with that explanation, right? Anyhoo, for an old person, and one of the penis-clad variety, he’s extremely open, unabashedly loving and the sort of man who wants to ask for directions just to make the other person feel useful.
Mister Peace… God, where do you begin? This boy is a young’n in the scheme of things (calm down Goddesses, I can hear you all straining at your leashes) and funny, no, I mean really funny. His blog is where I get my morning dose of giggles to wake up my epiglottis (a sleepy epiglottis is not good for you, trust me, I’m a writer, I know how to google). On top of being wrinkle free and funny, he’s also sweet, cyber-huggable (down Goddesses) and humble.
Paul. I’ve only just come across Paul (he found me actually, I have no idea how, maybe he googled ‘cliterary’? Who knows?) and love his writing. I wasn’t going to mention Paul just yet because I fear a stampede as the Goddesses go and check out his sophisticated musing and muscle bound reflecting, but what the hell, he can handle it.
To the other men who wander about here – cjwriter, Dr Holocaust, Theo, Reggie, Tomachfive – thanks boys, we love ya!