I’ll Die on the Hill of the Southern Accent
When I was young, I was self-conscious about my accent, most acutely when I was among non-Southern relatives. They were erudite and polished, while I
May 10, 2024
Musings
Mama Kitty & The Feral Feline Circus
I know you should let the wild things be wild. But when a hugely pregnant cat is yowling for food at your door…
May 10, 2024
Cheap Beer & Ice Cold Murder
That time I was summoned to Nashville to write a tell-all about a country music legend. Shortly after, I was approached to pen a true
May 10, 2024
The Writer’s Life: Stalkers I’ve Known (& One Who Remains Unidentified)
Within a week of publication of my memoir, the first stalker appeared. Two more would follow. I never dreamt one would sneak into my home.
May 10, 2024
Gutters & Stars: An Excerpt From The Cracker Queen
A writing life is nurtured in beautiful, decadent, messy Savannah.
March 10, 2024
Rutabaga Woman
In a raw Savannah neigborhood, the Rutabaga Woman shines a bright light and brings water to the thirsty.
March 10, 2024
For Women Who Talk Too Much
If your report cards said you talked too much, this story is in your high honor.
March 10, 2024
First Sermon
My first homily at the age of four. Being Southern, the sermon warned of a grievious sin against good food.
March 10, 2024
Mama’s Loaded for Bear
Mama Bear springs into action when a crackhead holds her baby sister hostage. You can’t make this stuff up, people.
March 10, 2024
Chicago Stud Muffin (and Race Relations)
Mama’s fondest Chicago memory wasn’t of the racial unrest she helped quell. It was of the stud muffin at her door.
March 10, 2024