by Stacey Herrera | Mar 4, 2015 | Blog
The world will gaze at physical beauty and fashionability. It will praise accolades and achievements. It will showcase talent and broadcast drama. It will make room for conformity and allow subtle resistance to seep into the cracks. It loves the bold and exalts...
by Stacey Herrera | Mar 2, 2015 | Blog
When I’m feeling amorous one of two things happens… I’m highly productive because romantic feelings ignite my creative juju. I’m not productive at all because romantic feelings cause me to daydream like a lunatic. Both are beneficial in their own ways. When...
by Stacey Herrera | Feb 17, 2015 | Blog
Your kiss is soft and hungry. You know just how to touch me, gentle but forceful. You ask me what I want, then tell me what to do. You are unapologetic about your desire. Your needs are my needs. Your satisfaction is also mine. You take your time, there is no rush....
by Stacey Herrera | Dec 5, 2014 | Blog
Whoever said “love means not ever having to say you’re sorry,” may have been onto something (that means you, author of Love Story, R.I.P.). But in my experience, love has meant saying I’m sorry – a lot. The people I love or have loved, know that I mess it up. I...
by Stacey Herrera | Oct 28, 2014 | Blog
I give myself permission to be more of myself. To wallow in the greatness of being me. To be a chronic communicator. To be a hermit in my own silence. To explore the vastness of my own mind. I give myself permission to be a prolific writer. To put pen to paper and...
by Stacey Herrera | Sep 9, 2014 | Essays
For as long as I can remember, I have always tiptoed into the swimming pool. First I stand on the edge daring myself to dive in. Then I stick one toe in to test the temperature. By the time I have finally willed myself to take the plunge I refuse to jump, instead I...
