Does This Novel Make Me Look Fat?

I’m fat. You probably wouldn’t agree if you saw me. But it’s how I feel. The truth hit me yesterday when my white jeans didn’t slip on the way they used to, and I feared the zipper wouldn’t zip and the button wouldn’t close. The horror continued today, hence I’ve...

Bang the Drum, Toot the Horn

Part of me doesn’t want to write this post— because like sands through the hourglass, so are the days to my revision deadline. Four weeks gone. Thirteen weeks to go. Why did I take time to look that up? I need to keep my head down, social media locked away, and...

What’s Your Ding?

If you time traveled back— that’s what fifty years requires; it’s no longer just a memory— and popped into my junior high, the song on everyone’s lips was Gimme Dat Ding by The Pipkins. It was a short-lived hit. There was no hope for it to be anything else up...