Have you ever wondered if the life of the woman standing next to you in the check-out line is as weird as yours? Could it be possible that you are trapped in a bizarre reality show, where the object of the game is to get the crazy lady to flip-out; just one more time? If so, then this book confirms that you are in good company.
I Was In Love With a Short Man Once is a story collection written from the perspective of a crazy, southern, Irish gal. Follow her as she reflects on: growing up as a child of limited means in South Florida; managing a self-financed college education; balancing work as a federal official with the joys of single motherhood; and navigating the amusing challenges of being a second-time-around wife.
• Coming Up Stories reflect the distinctive surroundings of South Florida through stories such as “Flagpole.”
• Jimmy Stories illustrate the bond between mother and son. Stories here include “Kool-aid Mom” and “Zamboni” and reveal the life lessons that our children teach us.
• The Rest of the Stories round out the author’s quirky observations, including “Naked in a Hot Tub in Vegas” and “Crazy Virgo Tendencies.”
Targeted Age Group: Adult
Book Price: $2.99
How is Writing In Your Genre Different from Others?
Creative narrative non-fiction is inspired by true events and experiences. The “creative” parts comes from how the writer re-tells a story in an engaging or humorous way. Well, at least I hope it’s humorous!
What Advice Would You Give Aspiring Writers?
Invest in a good pair of fuzzy bunny slippers. It’s impossible to be creative when your feet are cold. Mine are bright pink, size eleven, and very fluffy.
Kimba Dalferes is a native Floridian, but currently pretends to be a Virginian. She is an accomplished king salmon slayer, estate sale junkie, and sometimes writes books. She resides in Fairfax, Virginia with husband Greg and occasionally her son Jimmy; when he is home from college.
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
My nana’s apple pie recipe. Nana made the best apple pies, but she never wrote down the recipe. Now she’s gone and no one in the family has been able to recreate her masterpiece. I came to realize that if I want my side of any story to be remembered, I better put it in writing.