What a summer! The summer began with my son’s return from the Middle East. He got off that airplane now man-size and full of wit and sarcasm. I’m happy to be a mom again. Having a 13-year-old eight grader keeps me relevant. I now know more than I ever imagined about YouTube and gaming. This season was abundant […]More
Writer. Storyteller. Coffee Drinker.
Finally. My stories are coming to life. Sort of. In you are anywhere near Chapel Hill, NC on September 12, 2015, please come out to The Monti’s season opener where I take the stage and expound on Danger! I’m honored to be part of a NC storytelling tradition, and I think I’ll look great on […]More
This is true for many women: making peace with our bodies is the final frontier. Our bodies remain fallow, long after our minds and scholarship have bent towards feminism, or other revelations. We allow the wrong lovers, the wrong stories, to plow into our bodies, repeatedly. Until the day we don’t.More
My car battery dies today, so I call AAA. A tattooed technician in his mid 40s arrives. He is blond, Southern accent thick, and his hands are deeply rutted with grease and the trials of a Battery Service Tech. I will call him Joe. Joe is jovial and helpful. He starts to flirt a little […]More