Eye Candy Monday - Spartacus - Gods of the Arena

Are you watching this series?

If not, you are missing a show that guarantees sexy men in loincloths battling to the death in the arena:

or mouth-watering sex scenes:

Most of the time, you get a great big hunk

or two:

or more:

AND sex with one (slave diddling Lucy Lawless doesn't count):

or two:

or more:

If you missed Season one: Spartacus: Blood and Sand
then you're in for a double (triple?) treat.

Just doin' my Monday Morning job - bringing you eye candy to make you drool.

xoxo Mad

Cut Up Poetry

I have been inspired by Kristina Lloyd's post on cut ups, (which you might wish to check out after you read my post) to create a cut up poem of my own. A word of explanation: as a gift to Felix I took the poems he had written for me and cut lines from them. These were collected in a box so that, should he ever need inspiration, he could pick a slip of paper from the box and read his own marvellous words. I'm sorry to say that the original poems are lost, so these cut ups are all that are left. This is particularly unfortunate as he wrote an entire sonnet for me.

I've taken the slips of paper and created this cut-up poem. Cut-up by Madeline Moore. Words by Felix Baron. Printed, of course, with his permission.


In my youth I hunted for that impossible woman
the one I desired above all things, to own.
I grew weary; the hunting stopped.
You came and lay your head in my lap.

I will make love to you forever,
my sweet, deliciously depraved, slut.

You are imprisoned in my palace,
where you reign under my foot.

I value your pristine beauty
and deface it in proof of its infinite worth.

When your mind is blank
You are sagacious beyond natural wisdom.

You have no defence but your vulnerability
So your armour is adamantine.

Without your neck beneath my foot, I am unbalanced.
Without you riding me, I am weighed down.

When my cock isn’t in you, I have no cock.

Your serenity inspires in me such cruelty
that if I could reach so deep, I would mark your soul . . . but I need not.
It is branded already, by your own hand
and the smouldering scar spells out my name.

Alas, all that remains of the Sonnet:


So deep is she that ‘humble’ seems like ‘proud,’
So lovely, Aphrodite bears a frown
And Her divine form shamefully does shroud,
Deep in the folds of Her celestial gown.

But mine is wise, as wise as she is brave.
Surrender brings her all that she could crave.

Photo Credits:
lion:dominance - sonja anderson fineartamerica.com
resting lions: http://www.zazzle.co.uk/lion_lioness_resting
Aphrodite:by Lenasharmen Photobucket.com

Eye Candy Monday - Nicki Minaj

O.M.G. who is this beautiful beast? A singer, I gather, although I haven't heard her voice, yet. I don't know anything about her except this:

No wait, I know this about her, too: I know how to pronounce her name. Minaj (Me-naj)

I think she might like to drink champagne.

I'm guessing she likes to play with herself and if I were her I'd like to play with myself, too. If I were me, I'd like to play with her. Wait a minute, I am me! Nicki Minaj, come play with me. In your dreams, you say?
Okay. Nightie night.

And that's all I know. Except that in my opinion, she makes most excellent Monday Morning Eye Candy and if you don't agree with me, well . . .

I'll let her tell you what I think of that.

pictures: http://www.anorak.co.uk/

Grammar Updates

Yikes. Over on Linked In I entered into a discussion on Grammar and was shamed by my two pet peeves, which turned out to be erroneous. So, fellow authors, I share with you my errors to save you from making the same ones in your work.

1) none: My understanding: none means 'not one.' It is, therefore, always singular. An example:

"None of the actresses' noses was real."

For this I was trounced. None, it turns out, means not only 'not one' but also 'not any.' Usage depends on which one makes a more pleasing sentence.
And so this sentence is grammatically correct.

"None of the actresses' noses were real."

I stand, trembling at the knees, corrected.

From the grammar goddess: Indefinite pronouns by definition reference nonspecific things or people. Most of these pronouns take a singular verb, some are always plural, and a few may be either singular or plural. Take a look at the lists below, and you'll notice that most indefinite pronouns are singular.

* Singular: another, anybody, anyone, anything, each, either, everybody, everyone, everything, many a, neither, no one, nobody, nothing, one, other, somebody, someone

* Plural: both, few, many, others, several

* Singular or Plural: all, any, none, some, such



2) they: My understanding: The word 'they' is plural.

"They sure look like they're having a lot of fun."

Again, I was trounced. It turns out that 'they' has been used, since Middle and Early Modern English times, in both plural and singular forms. In the Eighteenth Century, singular 'they' and 'he or she,' were replaced with 'he' in an attempt to stress male dominance.

From The Vocabula Review:

But even an Act of Parliament in 1850 England, which banned official use of the expression he or she in favor of generic he , didn't affect the spoken language (Bodine 173).

So this sentence is entirely correct:

"I can't tell from this picture if the person is male or female but they sure have a great body."

I am no longer able to stand corrected, but must sit. I must sit and ponder this: Shakespeare used 'they' as singular as well as plural. If he did it, I'll do it. At least, I'll give it a try.

Picture credits:
Jennifer Grey: plasticsurgerybeforeandafter.blogspot.com
Nicole Kidman as Virginia Woolf: listal.com
Scarlett Johanson: thehoesofhollywood.blogspot.com
gitls having fun: sucksorrules.com
androgymous person: sleevage.com
Shakespeare:shakespeare2006.net

Eye Candy Monday

Oh sexy people you look like you're having so much fun. Can I play too?

Photo credit:newperumetoday.blogspot.com