Somebody needs to tell me when sexy ends…
Embracing five decades I ain’t feeling like having it end…
Not at all…damn that…
What brings this to mind is my latest book is coming out next month,
Cinnamon’s Universe…
Cinnamon is fifty and as sexy, sassy and soulful as she wants to be…
With two men…yup two…
Falling all over themselves and each other trying to please her…fine, got it going on, handling their business, sexy men…Please Cinnamon, Please kind of men…
About a year ago when I started writing her, one advance reader said…
“This isn’t realistic, she’s too old to be sexy, she should be mentoring or something like that…”
Did I say “Damn that”…
No one bothered to tell me or the women in my life that sexy ends…
Now I am not talking hootchie-mama sexy, I am talking lovely, grounded, in charge of our own sexuality and not settling for any old thang sexy…children grown, and gone, money in the bank sexy…thick-bodied and proud of it sexy…ya feel me…
And no one told our men we weren’t sexy either…
Please Believe…
We have nothing to prove to anyone…
We are living…
Loving…
Laughing…
Being sexy…
I am never quite sure who my audience is or who I am trying to reach…
I don’t attach much importance to fitting in a slot…’
But if I accidentally…
By chance...
Become the writer who refuses to let sexy leave…regardless of age…
Then so be it…
That’s who I’ll be…
acVernon Menchan
