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Virtual Book Tour: SEX, RAIN, AND COLD FUSION
Today we are delighted to welcome award-winning playwright, essayist, and fiction writer A. R. Taylor. She is the author of the unpredictable winningly bizarre satire, Sex, Rain, And Cold Fusion. A. R. has a wicked sense of humor–go ahead and see for yourself: Mentors: This book is written primarily from the point of view of a 30-year-old male scientist. Was it difficult writing as a man? A. R. Taylor: For some reason, not at all. I could hear David Oster speaking, and at one time the entire book was written … Continue reading
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PART 5 – Thelma and Her Daughter Together
In years to come, Joanna never said a word to her mother about the incident, even though she did marry Clive. At the wedding Thelma vowed sobriety to herself so strictly that she ended up completely plastered by nine in the evening, lying in the arms of a man dressed in a green suit, who suggested that they engage in lewd acts in the back seat of his Toyota. The marriage lasted just under a year. Joanna could not find a job as a professor and so became a real … Continue reading
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PART 2 – Thelma’s Daughter Reads Poetry
Thelma walked solemnly up the stone steps leading to the grey, vine covered building that looked like a castle. Inside, people swarmed about, chatting, filling glasses of wine for each other. Thelma stopped a moment, until she spotted Joanna deep in conversation with a man who reminded her of Humpty Dumpty. Hell, she said to herself, I do know poetry after all. Joanna turned and waved, excusing herself from the fat man. “Oh, mother, I’m so glad you came. I know this isn’t your sort of thing, but I’m very … Continue reading
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"’Diving Duck Blues’" – Part 1 – Thelma’s Daughter
A. R. Taylor is an award-winning playwright, essayist, and writer of fiction. We’re serializing one of Anne’s stories, originally published in the Berkeley Insider, all this week. “‘The Diving Duck Blues’” involves the agony a mother feels at the great distance between herself and her daughter. Knowing full well that she has failed her child, Thelma still tries to understand her world, and to some extent, fit in. Ultimately, she can’t, but she can still love her. “‘Diving Duck Blues’” “If the river were whiskey, babe,and I was a diving … Continue reading
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