That 'sexy priest' calendar flies off the shelves every Christmas, selling itself. It's the notion of plugging yourself in to an extension lead, crossing the skies to nirvana, I guess, but I have form with godly promises and so on, as discussed.
Looks though. Someone said they don't matter. I beg to differ. Amen.
I'm glad I am reading this late, don't think I could bear the wait/weight between episodes. The details of our youth stories are different in many many ways yet bells are resonating loudly with the deeply felt, overwhelm of underlying emotions. Reading feels trepidatious yet holds the possibility of healing. I imagine the writing was too.
Not a photo of him, but it could be. He looked very much like that. Swoon. Imagine the ladies of Surrey falling over themselves to be his maidens and even the men were entranced, jostling to be disciples. I swear to god the cast forgot he wasn’t an actual Jesus. It was nuts.
That 'sexy priest' calendar flies off the shelves every Christmas, selling itself. It's the notion of plugging yourself in to an extension lead, crossing the skies to nirvana, I guess, but I have form with godly promises and so on, as discussed.
Looks though. Someone said they don't matter. I beg to differ. Amen.
Amen
Brilliant writing EB and retelling of a story that wasn't fiction....
Stranger than fiction
The incongruity of this is irresistible.
It really was
I'm glad I am reading this late, don't think I could bear the wait/weight between episodes. The details of our youth stories are different in many many ways yet bells are resonating loudly with the deeply felt, overwhelm of underlying emotions. Reading feels trepidatious yet holds the possibility of healing. I imagine the writing was too.
Yes, absolutely, it was.
Wowsa. This is my first introduction to your written work (apologies!), and this was packed with...well, heat. Holy Jesus!
Welcome! And yes, Holy Jesus….
Holy sexpot. Is that a photo of your Jesus? No wonder they blamed you!
Not a photo of him, but it could be. He looked very much like that. Swoon. Imagine the ladies of Surrey falling over themselves to be his maidens and even the men were entranced, jostling to be disciples. I swear to god the cast forgot he wasn’t an actual Jesus. It was nuts.
My mom told me her first sexual fantasy was with Jesus. She must’ve been part of this production.
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Eleanor, you delivered, as promised. 👏👏👏
I’m so happy to have you on board, Mary. Thank you for reading and staying with me.
Eleanor, it’s a pleasure!
A mixing desk for a wedding present? Unusual…
Unusual indeed
Brilliant!
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Oof! The last line!
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Oh no ... I chuckle ... why, nothing funny is happening ... a temporary relief .. a release will suffice in the interim. A distraction. 🙏