About Sue
These performances, posted on YouTube, became the author’s impetus to share the comical and sometimes difficult truths that became The Practical Seductress. Sue is a member of The Writers Center in Bethesda, Maryland, where she resides. In addition to performing in area storytelling competitions, she is penning the second book and learning to play drums. She is also a literacy mentor to area students, hoping to foster a new generation of writers. Sue’s sharp-tongued suffragette grandmother was her inspiration for writing The Practical Seductress.Despite decades of progress since the second wave of feminism in the 1970s and 1980s when much of The Practical Seductress takes place, women still struggle to freely express personal choice. Looking back on her own bumpy road of sensual experiences, Sue believes her tale could help guide other women to freedom, sexual awakening, and on how to fight the double standard. Sue has worked as a healthcare research writer and education reporter. Two of the chapters from her memoir were originally presented to local Washington, DC area audiences at Story Fest Short Slam contests.
My Writing
Simply the Best – Memories of Tina
A miracle happened at the Verizon Center in Washington, DC in November of 2008. My teenaged daughter, throwing her hands in the air, began a syncopated clapping in time with the surrounding much older crowd. I could see the excitement in her eyes, the swaying of her...
The Pursuit of Pleasure – Musings on the March
"There is no biological reason for a woman to have an orgasm.” This declaration from my biology professor in 1972 filled my ears as we marched, half a century later, from the Washington Monument to the US Supreme Court for reproductive rights. Between the comical...
A Lovely Scarf – A Marriage Story
Rod lifted his shoulder ever so slightly and shifted his eyes down the escalator.I looked around and saw it. A lovely scarf in swirling brilliant jewel-toned hues of blue and turquoise, colors I adore. It looked almost untouched and in perfect condition as I...
Shaking it With TSA
My teenaged son had marched through the security gate at the Baltimore airport. He waved and shouted, “Hey, mom, I’m going to get a pizza. Want some?” I nodded an emphatic No. “Ok, see you at the gate.” I started to wave back, but he was gone. I threw my small...
Marketing to Men
The question of how female writers can ever market to men circled through my mind briefly as Rod told me what had happened at his job site. “So,” I said, “you’re saying my obsession to save the trees is how I shocked the construction workers and found new...
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