In case inquiring minds want to know, here’s my take on these subjects as answers to this week’s TMI Tuesday questions. If you’re up to it, you can scroll down to learn how you can participate and answer these questions.
How important is religion in your life?
When I was in sixth grade, a friend invited me to her Baptist church. There, I found Jesus, or at least I thought I did. My mother encouraged me to join the Presbyterian Church because she knew the minister, who was active with her in the local theater guild. There, I was baptized, sang in the choir, and got involved in youth activities for a while.
As I grew older, for some reason, I stopped believing. My father always thought religion was a bunch of bullshit. So, maybe his influence won me over. Who knows? Now, except for the rare occasions I’m invited to sing for a church service, either alone or with my group, I don’t attend. So, to answer the question, religion is no longer an important part of my life, but I don’t begrudge others their beliefs and practices as long as they don’t interfere with human rights.
How often do you use pornography?
Never! I think it’s disgusting and degrading.
Do you feel your religion restricts sexual behavior?
I have no religion but firmly believe that sexual intercourse, defined by my high school P.E. teacher as “the insertion of the penis into the vagina,” is unnecessary unless a couple wants children or is past their child-bearing years. Too many young people who think they love each other don’t understand the true concept of the word. They treat sexual intercourse as just another fun activity you can do on a date and don’t consider the consequences. Yes, there’s protection, but it’s not always fool-proof.
Because my late husband Bill was impotent, during the seven years we were married before he passed, we got along well without sex. Even if I knew he was impotent before we were married, it wouldn’t have made a difference to me, and it certainly didn’t matter to him. In my opinion, relationships aren’t just about sexual intercourse. You can read our story in My Ideal Partner: How I Met, Married, and Cared for the Man I Loved Despite Debilitating Odds.
Is your participation in sex, of any kind, tempered because of your own religious beliefs?
Actually, my lack of participation in any kind of sexual activities is caused by what I have observed around me. As I write this, Michael Jackson sings of how Billie Jean isn’t his lover and that her kid is not his son, a great example of sexual irresponsibility. Alternatively, lives of innocent fetuses are sacrificed because young mothers-to-be won’t bother to either raise a child or put a baby up for adoption. All life is precious, and children don’t choose to be born.
Then, there are cases like that of Natalie, the heroine of my young adult novel-in-progress, Why Grandma Doesn’t Know Me. At sixteen, she finds out her father is actually a man with whom her mother had an extramarital affair, a man she doesn’t know. Imagine how that would feel, and think before spreading your legs.
Can you be kinky and practice religion?
That depends on your religious beliefs.
Bonus: Are you aspiring to anything?
Oh yes, I’m always aspiring to be a writer. I’ve published five books, and a sixth is on the way.
Now, it’s your turn. How do you feel about sex and religion? Click here to learn how you can participate on your blog, or sound off in the comment field below.
By the way, for those of you who use the National Library Services for the Blind and Print Disabled, The Red Dress is available for download from their site here. Thank you for reading. Stay safe, happy, and healthy, and may you always have positive experiences.
Copyright July 2019 by DLD Books
When Eve went to her high school senior prom, she wore a red dress that her mother had made for her. That night, after dancing with the boy of her dreams, she caught him in the act with her best friend. Months later, Eve, a freshman in college, is bullied into giving the dress to her roommate. After her mother finds out, their relationship is never the same again.
Twenty-five years later, Eve, a bestselling author, is happily married with three children. Although her mother suffers from dementia, she still remembers, and Eve still harbors the guilt for giving the dress away. When she receives a Facebook friend request from her old college roommate and an invitation to her twenty-five-year high school class reunion, then meets her former best friend by chance, she must confront the past in order to face the future.