How did we end up here?
Well that is a very good question and I suspect you clicked on a link, maybe from Instagram or possible Mastodon or even from my old blog and so here you are wondering what the hell is going on. The answer to that question is a bit trickier. It could be writing, or writing about reading, or photography. It could be sexy or about bodies and relationship but it could be able books, reading or just some random thought about something random. I could be anything or nothing at all but the only way to find out is to click around some more and see what you find.
How did I end up here?
I wrote a sex blog for 15 years. It was a true exploration is my sexual self and my relationships. It covered kink and BDSM and bodies and love. I wrote lots and lots about me and my desires and experiences but I also lots of write fiction. Along side that I developed as a self portrait artist posting many nudes, some of which people would consider to be pornographic and some of which people would consider to be art. For me, they are both, sometimes all the same picture. I am hugely and immensely proud of what I created there. I won awards, I was published, I had my work featured in an audio porn project, I had a successful podcast and was part of joint one about being a sex writer, and I ran an large industry conference. That blog changed my life and I grew a career through it. I also fell in love, got married, explored non-monogamy, kink, bisexuality, Peri-menopause, body image and ageing alongside being a parent and a friend and a lover whilst always being me. Weirdly wonderfully me.
I wrote and wrote and wrote, at least once a week but often two or three times a week. Hundreds and thousands of words and my blog had millions of visitors over the years. In fact it still has a pretty steady stream of traffic even now. A legacy of years of SEO can be thanked for that.
I will link my old blog below. Sadly if you are in the UK you will not be able to view it unless you have a VPN as the Online Safety Bill came along and whilst I truly believe my photographic work was art I did want to risk the large fine if they did not agree with me and the cost of implementing age verification is beyond anything I could ever afford.
DO NOT GO AND VISIT MY OLD BLOG IF YOU ARE GOING BE OFFENDED BY FRANK DEPICTIONS AND DISCUSSIONS OF SEX AND BODIES.
If that is not your thing then that is absolutely OK but please do not go there and decide you know longer like me or what to be my friend because you saw sexual images of me. If that happens the problem is not me but you. Just don’t go and look and then you don’t need to be offended and we can continue to get along. It is not like I have not been honest. Also if you judge me for the work I did or sexual nature of my creativity then that is maybe something you need to sit with. Women have been judge for millennia for being sexual creatures, and not just judged but often murdered or locked away. I think we need to stop doing that now, especially when it comes to women judging women. This is not a lecture, but just me being honest and open about my work and asking you to be honest with yourself if it is for you.
I have taken a couple of years away from blogging and writing. I basically completely lost my creativity mojo. The menopause, ADHD, the online safety bill and other things all created a perfect storm in which I find myself completely unable to write and even wondering why the hell I should. What was the point? Who cared? I felt absolutely no desire to write and so I read instead. But things have changed recently, the urge is there but I need a new space. The old one, does not fit any more so here are, Blog 2.0.
Who am I?
I once was Molly, I still am to many people and I suspect a fair few of you will find from that work. I only ever used a pen name to protect my children when they are little. There was a time in my life where, apart from my close family, pretty much everyone called me Molly. Even my kids were used to people calling me it. I am still Molly and if that is how you know me, then welcome. But you may also know me as @readingspells on Instagram and therefore through my read name which is Alison.
Molly/Alison, they are the same person. I was always myself, the name just created distance for my family.
I am a daughter, Mother, pet owner (dogs and a cat, wife, lover, friend.
I am cis, queer, bisexual, non-monogamous.
I run three book clubs and am a member of another one. I LOVE books and I love buying books.
I am a writer, I run my own business mostly work for an independent sex toy company but I also build and manage a number of websites for small creators/businesses.
My pronouns are she/her.
Who are you?
No idea, but I would love to know. You can leave me a comment below if you like but in the absence of that I shall think of you as the reader.
What should we do?
Ahhh now there is a question! *grins
Let’s start with I will write, you will read and the rest we will work out.
What should we (you) not do?
Be a fucking bellend!
I will not tolerate any harassment of me or anyone else who might choose to comment on the blog. If you are a right wing fascist, voted for Brexit or Reform or any of that shite, think Trump is great, believe feminism is is a problem and maybe Tommy Robinson has a point then please fire yourself into the sun immediately. You are not welcome here and we will not get along. Likewise if you are racist, transphobic, homophobic, a Terf and/or Sweft (Sex Worker exclusionary radical Feminist) then see yourself out. You are not my people and I am definitely not yours. Also if you are religious, then good for you, unless you are here to pray for me or preach at me. See above statement about firing yourself into the sun.
So what now?
I guess I better actually write something.
Funny story, I called my last blog, Molly’s DAILY Kiss as I thought it would mean I would write something every day. Clearly that was madness but it did make me write. A LOT so if this one is even half as successful at that one at getting my fingers fluttering away over the keyboard I will be very happy, and you will have something to read!
To be continued…