A very psychedelic impression of conception. source:

A very psychedelic impression of conception.

When you think of the word conception, what do you think?

Does your mind become a buzz of plans and plotting? Or does it go to something a little more sexual  in nature? 



  1. The action of conceiving a child or of a child being conceived.
  2. The forming or devising of a plan or idea.

What does this have to do with things today? 

The meaning is twofold. I was in the process of conception myself (haha not the making of a child – that’s just wrong on too many levels to be mentioning that on my blog!) I was referring to some new story ideas, plots and characters coming into existence. I am hoping to share these guys with you at a later date 😀

Then, later after I’d jotted down my new ideas, I was having a read of some of my previously written work and I stumbled across this little gem. It was MEANT to be the opening scene of a story attempt. I even had characters picked out too, but I’ve since decided that those characters will be better suited to something else down the track, and the original story idea has been put on hold – likely indefinitely. After deciding to chuck the story, I entered this as it is, into a competition online. I can’t remember much about the competition now, clearly I didn’t win… one would hope I remember more about a comp if I actually placed right?!

Anyway, this led me to thinking about what it’s like to re-read your work a while after you’ve written it and coming back to it with fresh eyes. I quite like the imagery in this piece, what do you think?


Naked bodies writhing as one, flesh against flesh. Molten desire flows freely from each and every pore, mixing reality with the world of dreams and desires. Fingers trace down a spine, toes curling. Moans mingle together with sighs of ecstasy creating a symphony of pain and pleasure that reverberates around the room.

A tongue wets swollen lips before they enclose around soft flesh, teeth nibbling and tasting. Enjoying the sheer bliss of the closeness of him, she loses control. Can’t get enough of him, her nails run down his naked back, then down his chest. Teeth bite slowly into him. Blood.

Lips caress the soft delicate flesh of her breast, sneaking a taste of her darkened nipple. Fingers exploring her skin, sending shivers racing up her spine. Her hands entwined in his hair, face contorted in pleasure. His lips and hands are bringing her to climax even before the love making has begun. Caressing hands run across her hips, bringing hers to his, becoming one.

His soul is poured into hers. He becomes one being with her, giving her the strength he held within for so many long winters. She takes all he has to give and more, turning him inside out, causing him to feel the most exquisite pleasure and pain in one instant. Moving together, trying to climb inside of her, he pulls her to him, closer. Closer still.

She releases him and he her. Souls beared and weeping, they cling together between the love soaked sheets.

Tell me about what little gems you’ve found when revisiting some of your old work in the comments below.


8 thoughts on “Conception

  1. I’ve got an entire folder of books I’ve started and never finished and half the time I can’t remember even writing them when I check them out (every few years or so). It’s odd 😉

    The word conception reminds me of #1 “The action of conceiving a child or of a child being conceived”. For some reason that’s all I think of when I hear that word…

  2. My brain might be odd: my first thought was in a Spanish accent; a small town in Mexico or the dusty heart of Spain.

    I have been revisiting poetry from my University years over the past months; unfortunately most of it is coal rather than diamonds; it is fuelling my drive to return to writing verse though.

    • That is an interesting direction there Dave. I don’t know quite how you got there, but it is the differences in each of us that makes things interesting 🙂

      Ahh…coal, I know that one all too well. Sometimes too, it is good to see the not so strong pieces, it can be used to show just how far you’ve come, or you can rework them. Take the original idea and apply all your new found knowledge to further develop it.

      I think something like that could make for an interesting blog post. It could be quite an experience!

  3. It’s quite unsettling to come across things you don’t remember writing AT ALL when you re-read them.

    There’s a description of a house in “Over The Mountain” where the main character says “Dust covers are thrown over the furniture like cheap Halloween costumes”. I have no memory of writing that line at all. Freaky.

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