Maggie Lamond Simone 

  . . . From Beer to Maternity
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Welcome to my home page! That sounds so narcissistic, but really, you can ask anyone in my family. It is all about me . . . isn't it?

I've been a columnist in central New York for 15 years. My columns are included in Chicken Soup for the Soul: My Resolution (2009), P.S. What I Didn't Say (2009), Chicken Soup for the Soul in Menopause (2008), Chicken Soup for the New Mom's Soul (2007),  Misadventures of Moms and Disasters of Dads (2005), and Hello, Goodbye (2004).

You can link to my columns here, bearing in mind they're in no chronological order because that was really hard. Many of them have recently come together - in the elusive chronological order! - in "From Beer to Maternity," the title a nod to the fact that I started writing when I quit drinking. Coincidence? Perhaps. My book recently received an endorsement from the Chicken Soup people, so I'm hoping that means I'll sell a copy. It can be found at major book retailers and online.

I've won six national awards for my column. The first was for an essay about breaking my daughter's leg, so that's nice. It was an accident. The second was for an essay about telling my son I'm a recovering alcoholic so that he didn't start off with the misconception that drunks are bad people. I'm a very good person when I'm not blasted.

My first national essay was published in Cosmopolitan, a coup which bought me a Golden Retriever named Decker, who is the subject of my children's book, LOSING DECKER. It is currently floating around in publishing limbo awaiting a publisher. Another, SOPHIE'S SOUNDS, was released in 2007. And TIMMY AND THE TIMEPIECE is floating with Decker somewhere, keeping him company and trying, most likely, to retrieve its shoe.
 
Oh - and for more fun reading for the whole family, my memoir about self-injuring, Body Punishment, is complete. In my past life, when I didn't much care whether I was here, I had some - oh, let's call them "coping issues." Each time I survived when I probably shouldn't have, I thought, Someday I'll have to write about this. Someday, evidently, is now. So we'll see where that goes.

Please feel free to
email me about my writing or my site. But not my haircut. Leave my haircut alone.

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