All posts by MLE

I have a shoe box in my closet filled with poems, essays and short stories. All writings from years ago when I was earning my university degree. Now my email is brimming with drafts of anecdotes and ranting spiels. There are even flash drives with manuscripts and screenplays to boot somewhere. Until recently, I lacked the courage to share. The truth is,I am a story teller, a philosopher and a survivor who many look to for advice, opinion and insight. I have decided not to let my insecurities about putting my words to print continue to be my accuse or deterrent not to share. Please enjoy.

Corporate Women

International Women’s Day is a perfect time to express my thoughts on the corporate world and how it still complies to patriarchal constructs that were designed to exclude women. So instead of rebuilding them, we and belitte and tear women down by demanding that they must be more like men to succeed in a world that could use fewer men.

I am a women obsessed with restoring the balance, challenging the patriarchy, and rethinking everything I thought I knew.

Ramblings: Self Seduction

Girl Talk Series: Sex, Drugs, & Working Moms

The Ramblings of a woman obsessed with restoring balance. My predicted death age is upon me and I am no longer holding back in so many ways.

My mission is to restore the balance and challenge what the patrichary would have us believe about ourselves, our bodies, and our sexulatiy. This page, focus on the bedroom and how women should be selfish in the pursuit of their own pleasure.

The Entire Collection: You Tube Channel 18+

This Victoria has No Secrets: Blog

Sex, Drugs, & Working Moms Intro: Blog

Shared Secret: Blog

Sounds Good Talking Dirty: Blog and secret erotica

Sense of Smell: Original Blog

Touch the original blog.

Original Blog: Taste

Orginal Blog: Sight – secrets links

Key words: Taxes, Touch, Sight

Dark Destiny

An Emily Wright original poem: Dark Destiny. A shared secret about depression and the overwhelming thoughts of life’s end as it looms and consumes. Death awaits, and sometimes upon our own resistance she waits longer.