The Cure I used to be fond of saying I could get pregnant in an empty room if the radio was tuned to a rock station and something good was playing-- The Stones doing “Sweet Virginia,” or Leon Russell’s rendition of “Jumpin’Jack Flash,” or any one of hundreds of other songs. I’m an old woman now with an old woman’s worries—four children, twelve grandchildren, two great grandchildren—there’s always someone with troubles. I love being old, life is so much simpler, but age doesn’t free you from worry--young lives headed into an uncertain future on a planet getting ready to shrug us off.
So good! I’m 77, and sex is in my rear view mirror, it’ll most likely be that way from now on. But a couple of days ago, walking into town, I passed a good looking man and felt that old frisson. It was lovely to feel it, didn’t care that he didn’t, and wasn’t nostalgic. It was a treat to know that my cells were still alive that way.
Music is one thing that has stayed constant, unchanged, thrilling every day of every decade.
Thank goodness.
Ugh Abby— you are a marvel. A lusty, gorgeous marvel. I adore you. Your writing is a turn on. Every damn time. Thank you.
Wow, that's awfully nice of you to say Thank you.
You’re a gas gas gas! I’m blowing up! I want to be like you “when I’m 82.”
Let’s write that song…
I loved this 💅🏻
Just great!
Thank you.
Loving this and kind of amazed I haven’t found your writing before. Thank you!
Love your books, so glad l found your site❣️
So good! I’m 77, and sex is in my rear view mirror, it’ll most likely be that way from now on. But a couple of days ago, walking into town, I passed a good looking man and felt that old frisson. It was lovely to feel it, didn’t care that he didn’t, and wasn’t nostalgic. It was a treat to know that my cells were still alive that way.
This is wonderful. Thank you!
So glad you liked it. It was fun to write.
Yes, fun is where you find it!
especially if you know where it is.