Leslie R. Lee challenged me to use this spomment (a spam comment left on a blog) for my writing prompt: “unwanted fat men and women piled up about”. Never one to refuse a challenge (unless I darnded well WANT to refuse it), I accept. PILE-UP…

I don’t mean “tiff”, as in “a petty quarrel”. I’m talking about Miss Tiffany, my still-lamented late old cat. I’ve written about her before, like this post which included my poem about her, “The Styrofoam Kitty”. Although “kitty” was never appropriate a cat who was…

I read this book a month ago, but I’m just getting around to writing my critique. Some books aren’t just read, they’re mulled, which seems appropriate for a book named VINE. The title alone could be the subject of a full-length term paper (English majors…