What’s the angle of the dangle? Imagine you’re feeling kind of flaccid. You spent the past two days in your first-ever writing workshop, where you revealed your incomplete book to an actual literary professional. In the process, you adorned your “I’ve got it going on” blouse with sweat stains downContinue Reading
Someone asked me tonight if I play golf. I’m in Myrtle Beach, making this a not entirely unreasonable question. I barely refrained from serving up an expletive with my ‘no’ response. While I tried to be civil, there are few things that I deplore more than chasing the birdies. TheContinue Reading
Okay. So. I think I can safely be called the Accidental Cootchie Mama. We were invited to go out to dinner with Kristin Walker and her husband Randy. Because Kristin is very involved in the biking community in Charleston, we decided that we would all ride our bicycles for ourContinue Reading