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.

Pride Day at the 2020 US Open!


The theme of this year’s 2020 US Open grand slam tennis tournament is Be Open. “When you keep an Open mind, great things can happen. In the game, and out in the world…Generations of tennis players have been inspired by … Continue reading

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this country doesn’t love us back


“There are other cases… of officers who seem to be ‘trigger happy.’ In a number of instances, Negroes have been shot, supposedly in self-defense, under circumstances indicating, at best, unsatisfactory police work…and at worst, a callous willingness to kill.” (Excerpt … Continue reading

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families first


No justice, no peace. No Donald, no Mike. Just Joe and Kamala. Four years ago I was overjoyed when the first woman of a major political party was nominated to be President of the United States. From Seneca to Selma … Continue reading

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you are out of your lane


“There will be a resistance to your ambition. There will be people who say to you, ‘You are out of your lane,’ because they are burdened by only having the capacity to see what has always been instead of what … Continue reading

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the woman that changed my musical life


From 2010 – 2014 Pretty and I were bi-stateual. For reasons involving my family, we bought a house on a picturesque street in a small town near the even smaller town where I grew up. We kept our home in … Continue reading

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when sorrows come, they come not single spies


“When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.”  (William Shakespeare – Hamlet) While we mourned the passing of Congressman John Lewis last week with the rest of the world via amazing coverage in the media, Pretty and … Continue reading

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nero fiddled while Rome burned, but who set the fire?


Summer of our Discontent There once was an emperor named Nero Who fiddled and called himself  Hero, His people complained, They held Nero to blame, But Nero set fire to their peepholes. **************** As paratrump (who knows who they really … Continue reading

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second chances anyone?


Back in the days when I played more golf than I should have, I learned about mulligans.    Mulligans are a variation of  second chances. If you hit a shot with your driver off the tee on any one hole … Continue reading

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the good name of John Lewis, American patriot


I cannot imagine a world without John Lewis. I knew him first as a Civil Rights activist in the 1960s when I was in college, but I’ve known him longest as a congressman from our neighboring state of Georgia who … Continue reading

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who has a secret?


I have a secret to tell you about the power of the vote,  but all you care about is pulling my hair. Oh, well. Maybe later. Pretty and I were talking about our nine months old granddaughter Ella James yesterday … Continue reading

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