Donuts and Desires

I happened to be walking a school today just as the bell rang - back to class after lunch. Despite the fact that it was raining, some stude...

Just the other day, I was contemplating how unfair it is that theatrical performances costs so crazy much money to attend.  Want to check ou...

This is the image that started it all. Every time I walk by this newspaper box, it's cluttered with coffee cups.  Coffee cups go in the ...

Did you know I write paranormal erotica? Well, I do now! Up to this point I’ve been writing nothing but contemporary erotica, but I recentl...

Today I'm introducing a brand new feature here at Donuts and Desires. THIS IS NOT A GARBAGE CAN is a photo essay, updated weekly, depic...

Have you noticed that, on a blog called “Donuts and Desires,” I have yet to make a single post about… …donuts?… “Raspberry Jelly,” AKA “What...

We have this bizarre custom here in Canada: If somebody pushes you, shoves you, steps on your toes, YOU say sorry. Whether it’s an acciden...

Have I ever mentioned how much I love the oldie-baldies? I do. I love those physically fit bald men in the 50-65 age group. What can I say...

I feel compelled to share this beautiful quote from the 1998 film Smoke Signals (based on Sherman Alexie’s “The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistf...

Does the Coming Together series of charitable erotic anthologies have a new audio arm? It certainly does! And is the latest contribution ...