Author Archives: Sheila Morris

About Sheila Morris

Sheila Morris is an essayist with humorist tendencies who periodically indulges her desires to write outside her genre by trying to write fiction and poetry. In December, 2017, the University of South Carolina Press published her collection of first-person accounts of a few of the people primarily responsible for the development of LGBTQ organizations in South Carolina. Southern Perspectives on the Queer Movement: Committed to Home will resonate with everyone interested in LGBTQ history in the South during the tumultuous times from the AIDS pandemic to marriage equality. She has published five nonfiction books including two memoirs, an essay compilation and two collections of her favorite blogs from I'll Call It Like I See It. Her first book, Deep in the Heart: A Memoir of Love and Longing received a Golden Crown Literary Society Award in 2008. Her writings have been included in various anthologies - most recently the 2017 Saints and Sinners Literary Magazine. Her latest book, Four Ticket Ride, was released in January, 2019. She is a displaced Texan living in South Carolina with her wife Teresa Williams and their dogs Spike and Charly. Her Texas roots are never far from her thoughts.

babysitting – day one – think pink!


NanaSlo and Grandbaby Ella – Day One of Babysitting (just before Mama Caroline got home from work) please get home soon, Mama, the Nanas exhaust me Stay tuned.  

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a hard candy Christmas


I’ll be just fine and dandy, Lord it’s like a hard candy Christmas. I’m barely getting through tomorrow, but still I won’t let sorrow bring me way down. ——  Carol Hall lyrics from the musical The Best Little Whorehouse in … Continue reading

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OK, BOOMER? let’s see what you got first


Pretty will be the first to tell anyone that I am the world’s last to know anything about pop culture because I am not a twitterer, instagrammer, pinterester, redditer, or snapchatterer. I am not linked in, tik tokked, or tuned … Continue reading

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thanksgiving is relative


“The oak trees were alive with color in the midst of the evergreens. Bright red and yellow leaves catching the sunlight as Daddy and I walked through the brush. The smell of the pines was fresh and all around us. … Continue reading

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a pre-thanksgiving meltdown


Pretty and I have so much to be thankful for this year I plan to do a Very Thankful Thanksgiving post in the next few days – complete with pictures of our six weeks old baby granddaughter. Thanksgiving is my … Continue reading

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PT – I see light at the end of the tunnel, but the train headed toward me today


Good morning … or afternoon, he said glancing at the clock on the wall, why don’t you come over here and we can talk while we wait? I glanced around the usually filled waiting room at the rehab facility to … Continue reading

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quid pro quo? mother goose says hell, no! it’s a shakedown!


Pretty began today by announcing she wished we turned back the clocks every night. If we did, she continued, she would be out of bed every morning at a respectable hour. That’s hilarious, I said, and laughed. Our conversation went … Continue reading

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Chick Rebels in Words and Music: Molly Ivins and Linda Ronstadt


I dearly love the state of Texas, but I consider that a harmless perversion on my part, and discuss it only with consenting adults. – Molly Ivins (1944 – 2007) Molly Ivins was a writer best known for her columns … Continue reading

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I TAWT I TAW A PUTTY TAT, but Mick says I didn’t


Give credit where credit is due. Mick Mulvaney was actually born in Alexandria, Virginia – not South Carolina, according to his Wikipedia profile, and grew up in Charlotte, North Carolina. He didn’t attend any schools or colleges in South Carolina … Continue reading

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who won the debate last night? don’t ask Pretty and me


Pretty and I actually watched the Dems debate last night together all the way to the end of the three hours plus a few minutes over (which was significant because Pretty typically gets her debate news from Twitter so I … Continue reading

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