…and with that title, I’m thieving a line from the divine Larry Brooks of Storyfix. That’s how he once introduced me. Textually. Not sexually. But it still thrilled me.

The point – and darling, I do my earnest, enthusiastic best to have one – is that cleavage is a sexy word that means more than you might think.

My other point…?

Welcome, you World’s Strongest Librarian you.

(or, if you’re not Josh Hanagarne but you READ Josh Hanagarne, you World’s Strongest READER, you.)

I’m guessing you’re new to Cleavage (and omigoodness, thank you so much for following me over here from World’s Strongest Libarian) so I thought I’d do a lil’ glad-handing and introduce you around the joint.

• I’m Kelly Diels and this is me: Writer. Feminist. Sex Goddess. Mama. Scribe-for-Hire. My superpower is the blazing epistle of righteousness aka writing your bio/about page. I have a full-on theory about How To Write a Bio – in short: write it in the first person; start with your manifesta; tell your story not your CV; avoid khaki phrases like “internationally known” unless you know how to rock the microphone; and inspire, inspire, inspire – and a sizzling practice based on doing that for online artists, entrepreneurs and provocateurs.

• I’m also known for being a Red Shoe Blogger. This means that yes, I wrote a manifesta because I’m on a mission to help you infuse your online blog or biz with…you. (Via one-hour sessions of uninhibited digital strategizing). It also means that every day I post pictures of red-hawt shoes + voluptuous quotes on my Facebook page.

• And that’s kind of like shoe porn. With text. Not sex.

• No ‘kind of” about it.

• Speaking of porn (or perhaps more accurately, ‘un-porn’), I’ve wrote a little subscription-based series called The Unsexy Stories. They’re stories, real stories, that also contain sex. They’re not necessarily about sex but they’ve got sex in ‘em. Kind of like life.

• No ‘kind of’ about it.

• And that is the point of that series. I’m trying to write about sex in a way that is NOT reminiscent of girls-gone-wild-woo-hoo-look-at-how-wild-I-am narrative we see and hear everywhere. I want to shift our cultural – and intimate – conversation about sex from juvenile, plastic and gratuitous to gorgeous, gritty and sacred. And mundane. Because sex is real life, baby.

• And that’s what I do when I’m trying to figure something out: I write my way to it. I write my way there. When I’m trying to figure out an artistic technique, I assign myself writing exercises…and some of my favourite pieces are the result of those assignments.

And that’s what I want for you, too. To use writing as your road to self-realization and success…in life, love AND business.

I Want You to Write Your Way There.

And when I’m not teaching and evangelizing about art ‘n sex ‘n shoes, I blog about the three things we all want more of: sex, money and meaning.

(and sssssh don’t tell anyone but I think getting more of all of those things means getting right and real in all your relationships: with self, with others, with the world, with The Divine.)

Ok, I take that back. TELL EVERYONE.

And then please let me tell you something:

thankyouthankyouthankyou for visiting and subscribing (hint hint) to receive my blog posts and love letters by e-mail. I trulymadlydeeply appreciate it.

And you.

xoxo