Stella Kiink has been a part of my life for the the last ten years. She isn’t me, yet she is at times the very essence of me. When I was still a fresh young doe getting my feet wet and findings my footing in the sex blogging and erotica arena, Stella Kiink helped give me the confidence I needed to start. She was the mask I wore that protected me from personal scrutiny and attack. Rage on Stella all you like, she can take it. She doesn’t care if you don’t like her or treat her less that kindly. She can block you, call you out, or simply ignore you. I on the other hand, the real person behind Stella, tend to get all up in my feels more often than not. I often take things too personally when I needn’t take them personally at all. After all, you don’t really know me, the person. You know Stella, the mask, the voice, the pseudonym.

Stella helped me maintain a level of anonymity when I began posting personal stories and sexy pictures online. I’ve never been exceptionally strict about maintaining my anonymity, but a quick online search won’t give it away. When I was hosting the local munch I did so under the name Stella Kiink, but I didn’t hide my real identity. This was most important when dating, or meeting people to potentially date. I want the men I date to know me, to use my name, to tell me I’m a good girl, not Stella.

Before I continue down that me vs Stella path, there is an actual reason for this post. Stella Kink will be retiring and this blog will be shut down next month. I want to thank everyone for their comments, encouragement, and friendship over these past ten years. Even as anonymous people behind telephone and computer screens around the world, we still managed to cultivate some very real relationships. If you Twitter, you will continue to find me there @StellaKiink. I mean, I’ll still need to show my tits occasionally. 😉

I do have plans for another blog, more personal everyday and life plan stuff rather than the steamy stuff that has built this blog. The plan is to chronicle my journey over the next 900 days, from turning 50 next month (Holy cripes!) to finally leaving this crazy city behind, and all the things that happen in between. I am excited to see how this journey goes and look forward to taking you along for the ride if you are interested.

I may drop a guest post on you in the future, but this is where the Stella Kiink blog ends.

Goodbye Stella, we’ve had a great run.

K