by Andi | May 9, 2012 | Andi's Book, Written and Wrought
I try to picture it. A young girl steps off the sidewalk because a white woman is approaching. A man has to go to the backdoor of a business to get assistance. An older woman has to wait until she gets home to go to the bathroom because there is no... by Andi | May 7, 2012 | Andi's Book, Written and Wrought
“Slow” is my typical answer. “Slow, but it’s coming.” I say this truthfully; I don’t know how else a book comes but slowly. Slower than I’d like I would admit if I was honest. I had hoped to have a draft done by the first day... by Andi | May 4, 2012 | Andi's Book, Written and Wrought
These days, I don’t think much about mine. It’s just what I say when I thrust out my hand to shake – “I’m Andi Cumbo.” In the days before I married and then after I divorced, my name became contentious to me. . . do I keep mine and... by Andi | May 2, 2012 | Andi's Book, Written and Wrought
“Let’s go,” I said in that overly excited voice that seems to be the universal activator for dog energy. He bounded his 14-ish-year-old body toward Honey the Elantra and waited while I cleared the back seat. Then, he leaped in like he owns the place.... by Andi | May 1, 2012 | Andi's Book, Written and Wrought
The roads through Alabama are straight and flat. The stretches that Virginia drivers deem boring are what is simply “the road” in western Alabama. Not the vast flatness of the American southwest, though. These roads are lush with green, so they feel...