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Food sex? Really now?
You know what time it is. 50-Book Challenge time. And yeah, it’s another RITA entry, so we’re not going anywhere near there. All I can say is that it’s book #14 for the year, but my esteemed position as judge … Continue reading
What’s in a name?
So I finished Book #13 in my 50-Book Challenge, but you guessed it, it’s a RITA contestant, so my lips are sealed. To while the time away, (and to make me feel I’ve accomplished something), how’s about we chat a … Continue reading
Taking back my body
Not to whine or bitch or moan or anything, but y’all know how tired I’ve been. Floating through life in a purple haze of semi-consciousness, gliding from book to book, judging contests, writing articles, and keeping my head above water. … Continue reading
He put his tallywhacker where?
Book #12 is another one I’m judging for the Rita, so there will be no spilling of beans as to what and why and where. In the mean time, I think I’ll just fill the big gaping hole in what … Continue reading
I’ve got a crush on Frazz!
Book #11 in my 50-Book challenge is Frazz – 99% Perspiration. And I think I’m in love with a cartoon. Frazz is a successful songwriter who for some reason also works as a janitor at an elementary school, where he … Continue reading
Love between the (book) covers
In 1999, when I was bubbling with pride at the publication of my first literary novel, A Thirst For Rain, my publisher sent me on a 10-city promotion tour of the US. One evening, I was at a book signing … Continue reading
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Trashed. And not in a good way.
And so last night, in a fit of pique, I trashed my brand new Word Press site, since it was as slow as molasses rolling off a snail’s ass. But in the throes of said pique, I neglected (read: didn’t … Continue reading