Author(s)

Karen Iseminger

Document Type

Blog

Publication Date

3-5-2024

Abstract

He was coming for me. It was just a matter of time. I listened for his footsteps, but the deafening beat of my heart and the oddly healthy 30-year-old shag carpet stymied my efforts. My time was running out, a fact that fed my anxiety. My movements became more frantic, my sweating more profound. I was drenched from scalp to soles, with no clothing to soak up the stress.

Keywords

Erma Bombeck, humor writing, Erma Bombeck Writers' Workshop, University of Dayton

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