It started with a bet and a tattoo.
Basic training had ended, I was officially a Marine. Women only made up nine percent of the Marine Corp, the lowest percentage of all the armed forces. So, during the short interim, before I was sent for my Advanced Training, a fellow Leather Neck bet me that I wouldn’t get a tattoo, my first and only. After a round of the thickest nastiest Irish stouts I’ve ever tasted, I took the bet.
I’d just passed one of the most strenuous periods of my life in Basic. Getting a tattoo would be child’s play.
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Long time, no blog. I just wanted to check in and tell everyone about my January publications. First, I have an essay in the January Issue of Fireside Quarterly entitled, Step into the Bad Side: Black Girl Magic Villains.
Read MoreYou're an indie writer, and your bread and butter is Amazon.com. Don't argue with me, if you're an indie writer, Amazon is the Top Dog of e-book retailers. You've typed 'The End, ' and your manuscript has been edited (tell me it's been edited) and the first thing you want to do (other than taking a stiff drink) is tell all your friends and family about it. You want to shout from the FB rooftop that your book is available for sale on Amazon.com. But you shouldn't.
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