What book?
Sadie’s book, Open All The Way, of course!
Many of us in the “sex-blogger” and HNT realms of the blogosphere are of course familiar with Sadie and her blog, Sexy Sadie’s Stories of Seduction: Confessions From My Open Marriage. Considering that I’m the 14th or so stop on her virtual book tour, you almost might know that she’s written a book and self-published it as an e-book. Her book isn’t just a retelling of confessions that she’s already shared on her incredibly well-written and thoughtful blog, the e-book is the prologue to the blog.
Just how open Sadie approaches her life (and lifestyle) is captured in this chapter, the only chapter than overlaps with her blogging, which talks about how she shared not only her lifestyle but her blog with her mother.
Thankfully my mom waited a while before she worked up the courage to do an Internet search for “Sadie blog, Open Marriage.” She found it easily and read every page, skimming over the more colorful parts, yet still managing to glean insight as to what I’d been up to in my not-so-private life. And although some of what she read distressed her, due mostly to concerns for my safety, she was able to see past the brashness of some of my posts and see me in the shadows of my words. And she did not judge.
She reminded me that she was from a different generation: the era of sex as a closed-door activity. Where she hailed from, sex wasn’t something that was spoken about publicly, nor was it used as a means of self-expression. And as far as she knew, sex itself had no relevance to a particular lifestyle—one that people might enjoy reading about in a public forum. But I was pleased that my mother was able to see the me that I ached to present to her; the me who had carved out her own little place in cyberspace, the me who had much to say on the subject of sex and all its variances, the me who she could now recognize as consequential and capable and even sometimes entertaining.
The value in that was absolutely immeasurable.
And since then I have discovered that, even though my mother might not always approve of what I do or how I do it, she doesn’t judge me for my choices. She understands that they are mine to make. Besides, above all else, she is happy that I am writing
I’ve had the pleasure of meeting Sadie in person twice, in Texas last summer and again in the fall at the 2011 NYC Sex Blogger Calendar release party (she’s Ms November). A piece of Sadie trivia, that she may not even remember- almost 2 yrs ago, when Veronica and I were thinking about starting a semi-regular open relationship advice column, she’s the one who suggested “Swing Shift” when we were looking for a title for the column. She’s one of the diminishing group of people I’ve known ever since I’ve been blogging, I think our respective original blogs were started around the same time. Even if I hadn’t known her for that long, and have a soft spot in my heart for her (and a hard on in my pants 
) I’d still tell you,
But that’s just part of our learning curve with dildos and is not a criticism of the Bent Graduate at all. So we put the dildo aside but left it within easy reach for later.
