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  • My first novel started with a mole. Yes, a MOLE - a freckle, a birthmark, whatever you want to call it.
  • I was at the pool with my daughter getting ignored by our swim instructor when a lifeguard with a particularly ripped abdomen walked by. He stopped to flirt with one of the female lifeguards and my eyes flew directly to an adorable mole on the top can of his six-pack.
  • "How cute!" I thought (among other things). "He looks like a character in a romance novel!"
  • So I went home and started writing fiction for the first time. That was over a year ago and I still haven't been able to stop. GRAVY is the story of a suburban housewife who wants another baby, but gets a man with a mole instead.
  • GRAVY is now available on Kindle and Nook!

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June 16, 2006

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Erin

I'm SO disappointed that there aren't pictures. Really. When I started reading my first thought was, "PLEASE LET THERE BE PICTURES.'

Kris

Oh my God, that is so gross! I just finished my sandwich, I hope I can hold it down!

Glad you got it taken care of, though. You don't need a systemic infection or anything. :)

Photographer Lori

I had one of those....had it lanced and it came back! Then I was as work one day and I leaned back in my chair....the chair hit the HUGE regrow in just a certain way....and it exploded....I didn't know it exploded right away....until the smell hit me....and then I felt something wet making it's way down my back.....HOLY CRAP! I think it was summer, so I had a thin shirt on...can't remember the exact details...I've blocked it from my memory! :)

LORI

Heatherg

Um..............ok.
uh........ thanks for sharin'
lol

Monica

I've gotta say, where are the pictures? I know, it's never gonna happen.

J

I am such a vetran of the cyst scene. I get them so frequently I've taken to lancing them myself (when I can reach them) and yes that does make my GP shudder. Most recently I had one abcess in my crotch. Yep...and that one I actually had to see the doctor for. How I would have loved to have a zillion tiny needle pricks of anesthetic instead I did it the old fashioned way and terrified the other patients in the waiting room with my screams of agony.

Grechen

Eeeeeeewwwwwwww....

PICS!!

idachick

Gross!!! I'm uh...happy for you?!!! Hopefully it will stop hurting now. My husband (who loves all things pickable) would have been so excited to be there.

Emily

THAT. IS. AWESOME.

I always wanted to be a dermatologist too. This doesn't stop me from chasing my husband around the house for practice sometimes, though. Yummy.

Shellby

Pictures, please! How can you taunt us so?

I'm a picker. I love to pick and pluck all things pickable and pluckable. Commence feeling sorry for my husband who is most often the source of said picking and plucking.

PICTURES!

Jamie

You know what? THIS post didn't gross me out as much as the one you referenced, where Alex tried to SUCK on it. That, my dear, is the grossest thing I've read since I read it the first time.

However, the aforementioned referenced post made me smile, a deep, nostalgic smile, for that day. We all need to get together very soon. :)

Tuesday

I am disgusted and fascinated all at once!

Tasha

I too love popping pimples. What a gross pleasure.

Jim

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Mary Tsao

No picture? or video? This is gross but I am absolutely fascinated.

Jen

Another "popper lover" and get the fun, cystic backne in which you spoketh. I need a dermatologist b/c all I'm doing is scarring myself but am too lazy to find one/make the appt. And I also torment I beloved.

why am I (we) so fascinated by this? Is it an OCD?

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