Last week I mentioned two forthcoming events, one of which dominated most of my week. And I don’t mean the photo shoot with Mistress Matisse, either, though that was fun (and pictures will be forthcoming soon); no, I mean the decorating of my office. Jae has piles of lovely fabrics here and is arranging them on my walls and ceiling; I picked up a new bed and some kitchen stuff, and as I write this (yesterday) I’m about to pick up some floor mats to serve as a base for the rugs, soften footfalls and dampen sound (and, not incidentally, to make the floor more congenial to wrestling and other such sport). Jae has quite a talent for decor, and what I’m seeing so far has me excited not just for this place, but also for my permanent residence at the country place once it’s done. We have big plans for that place, by the by, and I’ll tell you about them as they develop; for now suffice it to say that a lot more people will be seeing my ranch in the future than have in the past.
Last Wednesday I had dinner with an ally from California who traveled here specifically to meet me, my SWOP friends and other allies; he has some ideas I’ll be telling you about as they unfold, but which could really help the sex worker rights movement in the PR department. Also, business is starting to pick up for me, albeit slowly; it takes time to get established in a new city, especially in my price range and under the current climate of fear and sexual repression. But I have lots of help and true friends, and it’s only a matter of time; I think by midsummer I should be well and truly back in the saddle again, and it shouldn’t be long before my writing schedule ramps up again and I get that promised book of essays on the press.