Bronwyn Green

The Corner of Quirky & Kinky

I was talking to a very dear friend yesterday. I met her at a Tori Amos concert seventeen (HOLY CRAP) years ago through a mutual friend. I love this woman – she’s amazing. And hilarious.

Now, it’s a wonder that she even wanted to be friends with me after meeting me because I was nine months pregnant with Killian, it was the middle of a miserable, humid August and let’s face it, I was the bitchiest bitch who’d ever bitched. I hated being pregnant. And I especially hated being pregnant in the middle of August. I was evil incarnate. And yet, this lovely woman liked me anyway. And I’m grateful, because I adore the hell out of her.

So, anyway, I was talking with her today about my hellish deadlines coming up and menages quickly became the topic of discussion. I have several due before the end of the year and we had the following conversation.

Friend: What I want to know, is are they written the way they happen in real life?

Me: I’m thinking no.

Friend: That’s probably for the best. Whenever I was part of one, I felt like that hostess at a dinner party that wasn’t going particularly well. Is everyone having a good time? Can I get you anything? Do you need more potatoes? It was exhausting.

Me: It’s better in fiction. I have to blog this.

Friend: Do it.

And now, whenever I’m in the midst of writing menage scenes, I’m forever going to think about the beleaguered dinner party hostess. And it becomes very clear to me that I would never find myself in a menage for the same reasons I don’t host parties.

Worry, social anxiety and a possible lack of potatoes.

0 thoughts on “So, I have this friend…

  1. “Worry, social anxiety, and lack of potatoes.” There's your twitter headline right there.


  2. Chris says:

    LMAO! I suppose with the trend toward increasing numbers of bodies in menage books, the hostessing anxiety would just get worse…

  3. Jane says:

    Are you kidding me? You were at DTE Energy Theatre for Tori/Alanis, TOO?

  4. Jason says:

    Just a guess, but I bet you have plenty of potatoes. đŸ˜€

    Menages are only that way for the woman in the group, I think. Men don't care as much if everyone has potatoes, as long as they get lots of gravy, know what I mean? ~winkwink~

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