FIRST, a response to a comment on last week’s blog entry. Let me say, Cakeburnett, I appreciate your deep desire to NOT end a sentence in a preposition, especially one about my tiny dog. That is something up with which she will not put.
Ansley is a grammar Nazi, and if you muck about [...]
This is me at Dekalb School of Fine Arts yesterday, where I am apparently teaching some rather gifted young writers how to feel up an invisible mermaid. (Or perhaps how to kindly adjust her seashells, as based on my hand position, her top has gone a bit wonky.)
Charity, I told the kids, begins [...]
The A GROWN UP KIND OF PRETTY tour is all Alabama, all the time this week…Mobile, Fairhope, Montgomery, Birmingham! Please come out and see me, even if it stinking rains. Again. We can have fun even if we all come slightly premoistened.
Come February 9, at The Alabama Booksmith, VBS ends, so you cannot [...]
It’s the day of my last post over on The Lipstick Chronicles, and I squandered it on existential blog angst and French jokes. Come play!
Below is my favorite post I ever did on TLC, moved over here, since TLC will cease to exist at some point in a POOFING “no one is paying [...]
I JUST jumped back into the blog with all my many feet (Don’t judge me! I need all these feet!) and WHAT THE WHAT!?
The first thing I do is run off to my group blog and not EVEN post here? FOR REALS?
Yes, for reals, I am at TLC today talking puncture [...]
An Open Letter to the Fat Girl I saw at Hot Yoga in New York City
Firstly and foremostly, thank you. It’s weird, but writing all this MY MORTAL ENEMY crap down, even in an abbreviated and anonymous form, and having you, my tribe, posse up and get ready for a good fashioned book burning—-OH maybe it is wrong, but it made me feel SO. MUCH. BETTER.
Also I let [...]
Today I am over on The Lipstick Chronicles, posting a group blog I wrote with Sara and Karen on retreat.
It has seals. Maybe Navy, maybe not. And registered sex offenders. And Pizza. So. Come on over and grab a slice.
Meanwhile I am trying to write this HIDEOUSLY complicated post for here where [...]
Firstly and most important, Karen Abbott, my whoodie and a member of the evil trio who make up my writing group (Abbott, Sara, and Lydia), is guest blogging today over at the THE LIPSTICK CHRONICLES, so make clickies here and come learn what secrets she exposed when I posed the question, “What’s the trashiest [...]
Today I am irresponsibly SUCKING by blogging super late over on my group blog, The Lipstick Chronicles.
Come join the conversation! WHICH IS LATE TO START. Because of me sucking. Ironically, it was ALREADY written, just not posted, and contains a line where I MOCK MY CHILD for being unable to turn in a [...]