So this was inspired by one of the authors I follow here in this wonderful arena for sharing thoughts that is Fictionpress. It’s quite a novel idea I find and I decided to be shameless and “borrow” their idea and start my own.

I enjoy writing a lot but I tend to run out of steam about half-way through a lot of things. I feel like this will keep me going when I’m feeling blocked.

So here it is. Fact or fiction these are my thoughts and my opinions.

Oh my GOD! Distraction.

I’m watching Oprah. The preview for Thursday’s show is fourteen year olds who think they’re ready to have sex. Do I have to say anymore? I’m shocked. You’re fourteen. You shouldn’t be having sex. You should be freaking out about holding hands and having awkward kissing moments where you don’t know when to breathe or how to use your lips and wondering if tongue should be involved. NOT boning each other!

Sheesh!

Let me just add that I am not fourteen. I’m not even in my teens anymore so I feel totally justified in giving my opinion this.

Don’t have sex children. Sex is for grown ups. Or at least for people who don’t have their parents sleeping a wall away.

Move out, pay your own rent (and bills) and THEN get it on. That’s the way it was, that’s the way it should still be.