Here are a few fabulous, sexy voters who will be receiving an erotica anthology from my collection!
Rachel Telles in New Mexico!
Nicole in Texas!
Kevin Wenzel in Virginia!
Holly Hunt in Texas!
Sexy Secrets in Alabama!
Ron Bailey in Virginia!
And this is Sinclair Sexsmith’s polling place in New York! Sinclair added, “I didn’t get an “I voted” sticker - they didn’t have any, I asked! - and didn’t snap a shot of myself, but I did take this photo of the sign outside my polling place. cool that it was so multilingual. I heard various different languages this morning, too, which was neat.”
I think it’s pretty neat, too.
Want a book for yourself? Send me your picture!
Now, I’m going back to the returns!
Voting is sexy! Want proof? Read on…
In the spirit of Krispy Kreme, Ben & Jerry’s, Starbucks and sex toy store Babeland, I’m giving away erotica!
The guidelines are simple:
1. Vote and be sure to get an “I Voted” sticker.
2. Take a picture of yourself with your “I Voted” sticker and e-mail it to me (kristina AT kristinawright DOT com) before midnight on Friday, November 7th. (ETA: Please let me know if I have permission to share your picture here!)
3. Include your mailing address and book preference (straight, gay or lesbian).
4. I will send you an autographed copy of one of over fifty anthologies I have contributed to.
5. You don’t have to vote for Barack Obama. Just vote. (Though I’m fairly certain Republicans don’t like naughty stories! 
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That’s it! Vote on November 4th, send me a picture before midnight November 7th, get a book. See, I told you voting is sexy!
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Various notes and disclaimers:
--In lieu of an “I Voted” sticker-- just in case they run out or you forget to get one (or it gets stuck in your hair, as that’s what usually happens to me)-- I will also accept a picture of you standing anywhere near your polling place (in line, outside, inside, wherever, as long as I can tell it’s where you voted).
--Do not send me a naked picture unless you are really hot. Just kidding. Mostly.
--If you’re too young to vote, you’re too young to read my books. Come back when you turn 18.
--Obviously, this offer is only open to those who live in the United States. However, if you live outside the US I will send you a book if you link to this blog post. Because, let’s face it, the choices we make here affect the entire world.
I haven’t blogged much about the election. I have posted a number of links on my Tumblr blog and I don’t think my politics are a secret. I voted for Hillary Clinton in the primaries and am still disappointed she didn’t get the nomination. She has the experience, she has the strength, but she was also carrying too much baggage. And, let’s not forget, she’s no beauty queen like Sarah Palin.
I like Obama, I believe in his message. I want him to win. I posted this four years ago the day after Bush won a second term in office and I will re-post this on Wednesday if McCain wins:
If you voted for George W. Bush yesterday, I hope you’re not African-American. Or Asian-American. Or Muslim. Or any other non-Christian religion.
I hope you’re not a woman. I hope you’re not between the ages of 18 and 40.
I also hope you’re not poor. I hope you’re not a member of, or married to, the military.
I hope you’re not a college student, small business owner or minimum wage worker.
I hope you’re not gay or bisexual.
I hope you’re not a writer or artist, and if you are, I hope your work is only the most innocent and innocuous of writing and art.
I hope you’re not a teacher, or a student.
I hope you’re not elderly. I hope you don’t have a chronic disease that requires expensive medical treatment.
I hope no one you love is any of these things, either.
In other words, if you voted for George W. Bush, I hope you are an upper middle class, straight, white Christian male over the age of 40. Otherwise, you might get what you deserve.
And if you didn’t bother to vote at all, I hope the next four years are memorable for you.
I am not particularly savvy when it comes to politics. I’m too much of an idealist for that. But I honestly believe voting for John McCain is voting for more of the kind of politics we’ve seen for the past eight years. I honestly believe voting for Barack Obama is a vote for hope, nonpartisan politics and a better future for the country. I honestly believe that.
Vote tomorrow. Vote for what you believe, even if you don’t believe what I do. It’s a privilege to vote. There are people who are willing to travel 9,300 miles just to make sure their votes count. So, whatever you have going on tomorrow, however busy you are, however long the lines at the polls might be, take the time to vote. Be thankful that you can. I know I am.
I will be up watching the returns until I can’t keep my eyes open any longer. I will be hoping for the best-- for all of us.
I’ve been quiet this month, haven’t it? If you haven’t been following me on Twitter, you might think I wasn’t around at all. But I’m here, hanging on, getting some work done, trying to set my life/schedule/future to order via a series of increasingly long and convoluted To-Do lists. You know how it goes, right?
So, I realized yesterday that this week marks my blog’s fifth birthday! Happy Anniversary, little blog! Before I was Kristina Wright: Musings of an Insomniac Writer, I had a little blog over on Diaryland. It’s long gone now, which is sad because I think I wrote a couple of entries I wish I still had. Oh well. Since the start of this blog, I’ve created a couple of Blogger blogs to keep certain aspects of my life separate from my main blog. One day, I will incorporate those entries into this blog, too. Most recently, I created a Tumblr blog primarily for links and quotes and pictures and other internet ephemera I don’t necessarily want to include here. But, for the most part, this has been my little home on the internet for five years.
The interesting/fun/scary part of keeping a blog for so many years is seeing how far I’ve come (or how old I have gotten) and far I still want to go. My introductory blog post from five years ago went like this:
I am a writer, a wannabe rockstar, a part-time library assistant, a soon-to-be grad student and a self-proclaimed princess with a tiara to prove my royal lineage.
I live in Virginia with my husband, a menagerie of pets and more books than the library I work at (well, almost). My friends are few but loyal, my interests many and varied, my tastes expensive and eclectic. I’m a Taurus and the description fits: stubborn, loyal to a fault, possessive, self-reliant, wise, jealous, loving and self-indulgent. I’ve written everything from greeting cards to novels, and writing has always been and will always be my first love.
I like to cook for the people I love, shop alone, garden, travel whenever I can, go to movies and the theater, read and and learn new things. I love animals, Starbucks frappuccinos, Lush, chocolate anything, hanging out in coffee shops, watching Gilmore Girls, London and Angelina Jolie. Not necessarily in that order.
I have ridiculously long hair, a tattoo and a convertible. What more could a girl want? Oh, maybe a multi-book contract, but I wouldn’t want to be greedy.
My goal in life is to be happy. For the most part, I’d say I’m succeeding.
That’s Kristina with a K.
Since October 2003, my rockstar status has faded away, I left the library three years ago, I completed my M.A. in Humanities (instead of English, as I had originally intended), and my tiara is in a closet, gathering dust. I’m still a writer, with five more years-- and dozens more writing credits-- under my belt. I’m also a community college adjunct now (that Masters degree comes in handy occasionally).
I still live in Virginia, I’m still married to the same great guy (who is also still in the Navy) and I still have the menagerie of pets, though they are an increasingly elderly menagerie. I’m paring down the book collection, the faces of the friends have mostly remained the same (added a couple, lost a couple), and my tastes are still eclectic but perhaps not as expensive as I get older and realize the best things in life aren’t things at all-- they’re memories.
I don’t cook as much as I used to and my interest in shopping declines every year, but I would take a trip every month if I could afford it. I still adore movies and theatre, Lush and Starbucks (though my drink of choice now is a venti black & white mocha). I spend at least part of most days working/writing/daydreaming at Starbucks, I will always love animals, chocolate and reading, but the Gilmore Girls are gone and Angelina Jolie doesn’t hold quite the same appeal she once did. I still love learning new things.
My hair isn’t as long as it was in 2003, but it’s still red. I still have just one tattoo, though I intended to add a second when I turned 40 and just couldn’t figure out what I wanted. I still drive the same convertible (16 years and counting!).
My goal in life is still the same-- to be happy. I still think I’m doing a pretty good job.
It’s still Kristina with a K and I’m still writing under my real name. Some things never change. My current bio (which is actually a year old) reflects some of the changes in my life in the past few years, but there are other, more subtle changes that perhaps only I can recognize.
Five years of blogging has taught me to be more aware of the world around me and the ripple effect of every thought that finds its way to my blog. I imagine I’ll still be here in another five years, still suffering from insomnia, still blogging about to-do lists and random musings and my current crush and my recent sales. I’m still waiting on that multi-book contract, so maybe that will come in the next five years.
Time will tell-- and so will my blog.
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