I had intended to write up a quick fantasy about an airport encounter but just realized this is my 100th post since starting this journal in late August. I began this almost on a whim, as an outlet for my perverted thoughts and fantasies, and as a form of release for the relentless, insatiable drive inside me that has me thinking about sex fifty times a day. I also hoped that by writing about my thoughts and fantasies I'd find some ways to deal with the problems of my relationship. I had been reading plenty of other sex-related journals for weeks or months, and had always wanted to interact a bit more with those whose work I enjoyed reading, but without a proper identity it seemed a waste of time.
Thus, the creation of Insatiabear: A Panserbjørne's Musings. I created a new email account, set up a journal, wrote a couple of introductory posts, and began leaving comments on the journals I was already reading. I would add a few new journals to my watchlist every couple of days, and spout off about whatever was turning me on that particular day. I was gratified to have a few people start reading me regularly, leaving comments and even sending emails sometimes. Surprisingly, the response has been universally positive; I think I have yet to receive any negative comments in any medium.
Today, some four months later, I'm still enjoying the hell out of doing this. I can't say it's given me any real solutions to the problems in my relationship, but it's definitely allowed me to meet some amazingly talented and incredibly hot people through this odd little subculture of the Interwebs. I've greatly enjoyed getting to know some of you through your own writings, and I look forward to continuing that in the months (years?) to come.
So instead of an airport fantasy today, I'd like to toss out a very heartfelt thank you to all of you folks who like my scribblings, who encourage me with comments and emails and even the occasional naughty pictures. Thank you for being there, thank you for reading me, and thanks for the words of encouragement and criticism (yes, I do welcome that as well, if you have any comments in that direction). Thank you, my friends.
(And don't worry -- I'll write up that airport fantasy soon enough, as well as plenty of others that are percolating in my head. I'm the Insatiabear, you know. I never stop thinking about this stuff).