by Susan McCorkindale | Jan 17, 2022 | Confessions
I’m on a quest to take a selfie with an iguana. And it might not be too difficult to do. There’s one that lives right here, by the lake, and sometimes suns himself on the patio around the pool. One morning he was scooting around on the grass near where I was...
by Susan McCorkindale | Jul 26, 2021 | Confessions
As a writer, I’m one of the lucky ones. The two books I’ve written were published by a huge publishing house. They did pretty well, too. Nice reviews, decent sales. But that was then. 2008 and 2011 to be exact. It was a time when, if you rolled memoir, humor, and...
by Susan McCorkindale | Aug 17, 2013 | No Place to Hide
My beach bag is a mess. In it I’ve got a sticky tube of sunblock, melted lip balm, bug spray from 2009, broken hair clips, over-stretched hair bands, a comb missing several teeth, a brush that could be worn as a wig, crumpled (but not used) tissues, band-aids...