Welcome everyone to the
thirteenth Authors Not-So-Anonymous weekly meeting!! This weekly series is about authors from Twitter and Facebook!
This week, I would like to introduce
Judah Lee Davis into Authors Not-So-Anonymous!
Judah Lee Davis is an adult book author. She was an avid reader growing up. She taught herself how to read at the age of three, and by the age of seven was reading books such as
The Hobbit and
The Yearling.
"On many occasions I attempted to write similar novels, but all I ended
up with was a three ring binder full of stories about elves that had my
Mom in stitches. Not the intended effect." Judah filled journals with morbid poetry as a teen, like Emily Dickinson - which later became her inspiration. "Fifteen years later when I began writing my first
novel, I pulled out those space savers and used them for inspiration.
It was like an archeological excavation of PMS."
Judah gave up becoming a doctor to be a writer - "At
21, I thought I had it all figured out. I was poised to apply for
medical school that fall. I had a serious boyfriend, and I could easily
wear my size seven CK jeans.
Two
months later my boyfriend dumped me, and I gained fifteen pounds worth
of jelly roll that poured out over the buttons of my once-so-friendly
jeans. Throwing my hands up in the air, I canceled my plans for
graduation, took a long look at the jelly roll in the mirror and began
to realize several important truths about myself.
I
suddenly realized that deep down inside, I had strong desire to tip the
couch over in search of change for the rest of my life. I wanted to
live off of Ramen noodles and take toilet paper from the gas station. I
wanted to be that person who came back for a free refill six hours
later, but yet wrote stories for a living and could maybe even be
considered happy.
So I decided to be a writer.
I
changed my major to journalism, graduated form Auburn University in
2001, and have since been working as a corporate journalist. My series
of novels are written in my free time, which is usually only earned by
the constant sacrifice of a little thing called SLEEP." She turned her sadness into something much more happy and bright. Judah's favorite authors include Heidi Ruby Miller, Ayn Rand and Chelsea Handler. "I love so many different authors for so many different reasons." Her novel She Tells All was released in 2009 and the sequel Evey Women's Hero was just released in February in 2012.
**Warning: Some content not appropriate for readers under the age of 17. Read at your own risk.**
Here is an excerpt from She Tells All:
Seven
and a half brown shots later, I stood on the rickety stage and looked
out over the sea of horny cowboys. I was certain I could smell sperm in
the air.
There
were only two other girls who were brave enough, or might I say, dumb
enough, to enter the redneck festivity, and I stood sandwiched in the
middle with a girl on either side. It was a slut sandwich. It was a
stupid sandwich. It was a stupid slut sandwich.
“Welcome
to our annual wet T-shirt contest,” a redneck drawled drunkenly over
the loud speaker. I could tell he listened to Hank Williams Jr.,
participated in lawn mower racing, and had the Blue Collar Comedy tour
on DVD.
“We’re going to go ahead and get started now, and y’all cheer real loud, ‘cause the girl with the most cheers wins the money!”Not surprising that those morons couldn't think up a more sophisticated system.
Out
of the corner of my eye, I attempted to assess the competition. The
girl to my left was considerably fatter than me and had large pendulous
breasts. Her mousy brown hair fell over her shoulders like silly string
and her face appeared to be experiencing an onslaught of angry
freckles. I wondered how many shots of liquor it had taken to talk her into entering.
The
girl on the right looked exactly like a Britney Spears impersonator
wearing a cowgirl hat and boots. She had already taken her white
T-shirt and flipped it over her bra -- Pamela Anderson style -- to show
off her tan and muscular flat stomach.
I
quickly decided I didn’t have a hope in hell to beat her as I glanced
down at my pudgy white jelly roll lapped over my pants. She looked like
a Playmate dressed up for Halloween and I looked like I belonged in a
Jenny Craig waiting room. It was all said and done. I would be second
place and I knew it, but it was too late to back out.
The redneck DJ cranked up Shake Whatcha Momma Gave Ya and
called the first contestant. She waddled out to the front and started
vibrating her droopy ass as they tried to put out her flabby fire with a
garden hose.
She
looked like a Teletubby on meth. She got low and humped the air like a
horny Chihuahua. Then she flopped around like a fish out of water as
her pendulous breasts followed two seconds behind every move she made.
Honestly, I was a little concerned that she might be having a seizure,
but I wasn't feeling too judgmental because I knew I was next.
The
liquor congealed in my stomach when they called for contestant two. I
timidly stepped out into the spotlight and braced myself for impact. As
the freezing cold water blasted over my body, I was overcome with the
strange and unfamiliar feeling ... The cold water had rendered me
completely sober. Despite my horrifying realization, I tried to start shaking what my momma gave me, but I had two things working against me: I
was white AND I was SOBER. I bent my knees and tried to stick my butt
out, but I knew if I got too low, I’d end up on the flo. I felt like a
fat grasshopper takin’ a dump.
I ran out of booty shakin’ moves within the first ten seconds and started doing some really strange stuff, like the Charleston,
the robot, those silly Vogue hands, the Roger Rabbit, the Hammer, and a
ten-year-old dance routine from middle school cheer leading tryouts. About
the time I broke into the Cabbage Patch, the redneck asshole running
the show finally took pity and re-directed the hose to the next poor
victim – Britney Spears.
Britney
didn’t seem to mind the cold water as much. She pranced out there,
stuck her tiny round ass out and then started working her hips like she
was riding something very large. She could have never guessed what was
about to happen next. (end)
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