Macaroni Art

I don’t write much about my family, here on the blog or anywhere else. Part of that is due our smallness, the tight-knit, tight-lipped nature of us and the way we interact as a group. We are fiercely protective of each other, careful of our secrets and inextricably intertwined. But more of it is about the nature of me as a writer. Even beyond the sexual content, my writing is intensely personal. It’s my psyche on the prowl, creeping around the corners and standing with an eye pressed to the p...