Known Ho and Social Climber

September 22, 2008

Filed in: The Home Front, The Middle Ages

No, this isn’t a Swellville entry, tho’ Lord knows there are plenty of both in the world’s most perfect town (hos and social climbers, I mean).

No, the title of this entry is an homage to one of my favoritest pieces in the Fall 2008 issue of Brain,Child Magazine, parts of which (but not all) are now available online and all of which was co-edited by me, my first time officially riding shotgun next to the esteemed editrix S. Wilkinson. 

Here’s the whole line:

Oh, Ms. K. James, You are a known ho and a social climb-er, but those Tator Tots you’re pilin’ on the plate look divin-er. Oh, those snow white potatoes sheathed in deep-fried scales; though they look crisply reptilian, girl, I’d eat a million.

It’s from “Minutia, Unheralded” by Mary O’Connell, fiction written from the point-of-view of a mother battling to keep her bi-polarity in check. It’s a little eerie how much of what bounces around inside her head echoes what’s bouncing around inside mine.

For reasons too complicated to enumerate—the entire production of this particular issue was too complicated to enumerate—some of the very best stuff in Fall 08 isn’t live online (though what’s there is pretty dandy—can I recommend Carolyn Strayed’s “Baby Weight” as an exquisitely written pick-me-up of love for whenever you’re feeling ground down?)—so you might just have to fork over the incredibly low price of $19.95 for a subscription.

You can afford that.

It’s not like there’s a freaking recession on or anything.