K. Dawn Goodwin
Where Is She now: For the last fourteen years Goodwin has been living in rural western Georgia, meth capital of the Southeast. She now enjoys blowing stuff up, taking pictures of billboards, and shopping at the Dollar General. She is a single mom of three kids because of course. "When you’re this far below the Bible belt," Goodwin explains, "there’s really not much else to do but breed. And burn trash."
Publishing History: Between lighting explosives, feeding her naked toddlers Diet Coke in their baby bottles, and letting them beat the hell out of an old rotary phone with some PVC pipe in the neighbor’s ditch, she has published numerous freelance creative pieces in local and national papers, pimped out her essays for grant money, made insurance coding sound sexy, and had her book awarded Finalist in the Georgia Writer’s Association 2013 Author of the Year competition–all that, while wearing nothing but a bathrobe and a bad bleach job, praise Jesus. "And when you’re working that hard Lord," she says, "the carpet don’t have time to be matchin no dang drapes."
Books by this Author
Q. Do you have one sentence of advice for new writers?
A. Ignore all advice for new writers.
Q. Is there a book you love to reread?
A. Anything by Augusten Burroughs.
Q. What was/is your favorite job?
Q. Where did you go to high school and/or college?
A. Emory University
June 16, 2014Ah, personal trainers. I've never had one of my own, but I’ve suffered through enough gym memberships to understand their habits. For most of my young life, I was in awe of these competitively "healthy" male narcissists. I believed they could teach me – along with all losers of the world – how to be safe from Fat and Ugly. All I had to do was max out my cardio, hit the weight machine, eat less (aka get an eating disorder) and suddenly, I would morph into a perfect replica of someone else.
My conclusion now is that while necessary, personal trainers are not always healthy. Or useful. Actually, there is something wrong with them.... see more