Megan @ Sugar Pig
@sugarpigblog
Mother, sometime writer, mediocre flute player, misplaced Texan. Words in more than two dozen literary magazines and counting.
At @literarycleveland.bsky.social Memoir Camp crafting a vision board about my memoir while wearing my "unreliable narrator" tee, as one does.
One of the drawbacks of living with Small Humans is sometimes you sit down and get up with tape stuck to your fluffy-ruffles.
"On the floor, three small sprays of white flowers had been arranged to look sympathetic." Read my newest essay, out now in the "Deception and Gritty Realism" issue that of @underbellypress.bsky.social Click here for the flipbook: heyzine.com/flip-book/15...
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Camp Megan is different from Regular Megan. She drinks coffee every morning, plays laser tag, dances at parties until 11 p.m. Camp Megan goes hard. #writercamp
It's 239 miles to @barrelhouse.bsky.social Writer Camp. I've got a novel, a craft book, one piece in progress, two pieces to write, and I'm wearing a Little Golden Books t-shirt. Hit it.
"The people are informed that in accordance with a Proclamation from the Executive of the United States, all slaves are free." June 19, 1865 - Galveston, Texas
Despite all evidence to the contrary, my ducks are in a row. Well, all but one.
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Cut down some old ornamental grasses. Found some newish bun-buns.