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New Orleans Helped Me Find My Inner Crazy
I’ve been playing around with travel posters (I got the idea from NASA), though this week’s “tour” is a real place. We lived in New Orleans for 18 years. That is the longest place I’ve lived anywhere other than where I grew up (which is a tie, since I went to college at 18). New…
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Why I wrote Family Treed and Louisiana Lagniappe
I was searching through all my posts and realized that I didn’t write a “why I wrote” for Family Treed, my short story in my Big Uneasy series. I might not have done it because it was a short story. I honestly don’t remember. So I think I’ll cover both “Family Treed” and Louisiana Lagniappe…
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A Peek Behind RELATIVELY RISKY
As I release the fourth installment in my Big Uneasy series, I thought it would be fun to look back at the other installments in the series, and how it came to be… Eleven years ago—and after 18 years there—the hubs and I left the Big Easy, courtesy of a company transfer. The thing about New Orleans,…
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It’s Never Easy: Louisiana Lagniappe Releasing!
You might be wondering why you didn’t know this book was releasing. The short answer is (always): Life Happens. And it happened to me. A lot. Some quick facts about Louisiana Lagniappe: It was supposed to be a novel, but it’s not. It’s a novella. (see above) It was supposed to release in Sept, but Embrace the…
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August Brings Its A-game & I Bring my Kick-Me Sign
So we are officially two-thirds of the way through August, the month that loves to hate on me. I can’t decide if the picture I chose from the hub’s Flickr page is about August figuring out how to further hose me, or that’s a representation of the voices inside my head trying to figure out…
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How I Came to Miss New Orleans
While the math is a bit sobering, I can’t make it add up any differently. It was—gulp—thirty years—and almost exactly two months ago—that we began our journey toward knowing what it means to miss New Orleans. The hubs and I drove there from Texas with one daughter, a one-month-old baby and a six-week-old, new hip…
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Sagging Middles Suck Dead Toads
I had sagging middles on the brain when I saw this photo in the hubs Flickr feed. Gravity has not been kind to my middle, but that’s not actually the middle plaguing me at the moment. Or should I say it is not the only middle plaguing me. O.O As an author, I fear the…