Some of my favorite old blogger broads released a book on Friday. It's called Old Broads Waxing Poetic.
|Isn't this cover great?|
I was the model for the shadow.
Ignore all the other women who say they were the shadow.
Here's the description of the book that's on Amazon:
Though they're being robbed of their girlish looks, ability to bend without creaking, and stylish footwear, you can't take away their spirit. Rhyme or shine, they're eight Old Broads on a mission to bare their souls by writing from their pacemakers. Some of them are dusting off feelings that haven't been touched for decades, while others are shooting straight from their bionic hips. They also touch on serious subjects we all can relate to on some level, but just when you think nothing could be sadder, they promise to lift you up again. What makes Old Broads extra special is all proceeds will go directly to CARE International. As you turn the pages, even the poems without surprise endings will surprise you, because odds are, you won't remember reading them, and most of the broads won't remember writing them.
On Friday, when the contributors promoted the book on their blogs, they asked us to mention in the comments who our favorite old broad is. I cited my choice in a couple of places, but I have to name names here, too, because I want the world to know that fishducky of fishducky, finally! is my favorite old broad.
I am honored to be one of her duckies and to have the "fishducky approved" button on the sidebar of my blog. She gave me my Grammar Police badge. Her blog always makes me laugh, and she sends me great grammar-related cartoons, such as this one: