That Zesty Lemon
I had a career, a plan, and most of my original teeth. Then life started improvising.
Now I write book bites and other dispatches from the wreckage: cancer, menopause, grief, corporate nonsense, dogs with better judgment than people, and a world that keeps insisting its latest absurdity is perfectly normal.
Some of it hurts. Some of it is under the belt. If I can laugh at it, I’m writing it down.
Welcome to That Zesty Lemon.
The latest Zest
Mission
To turn the things life throws at me into stories worth telling.
That includes the painful stuff, the ridiculous stuff,
and the stuff people usually whisper about: cancer, grief, menopause, job hunting, and a dental saga with
more plot twists than it deserves.
I write it as I see it, with dogs underfoot,
satire when called for, and no obligation to find a silver lining.
Vision
A place where people can laugh at the wrong
moment and know exactly why they needed to.
I want That Zesty Lemon to grow into a home for stories,
book bites, cartoons, and voices that say the
quiet part out loud.
Come for the absurdity.
Stay because, somewhere between the jokes
and the mess, you recognize a bit of your own life.