The book I got published in is now for sale. I got called a "compelling" "standout" in several reviews. The essay sort of marks the end of a chapter in my life where I explore my relationship to my mother and the concept of motherhood... I wrote it while waiting for an EPT test to go + or -.
It was + ; unfortunately, pregnancies can often go one of three ways (pop culture, media, they don't often mention the third) and I lost it. Specifically, through a ectopic. but this was written in the moments that I was waiting to know, when I'd never heard of something as weird and unlucky as an ectopic.
Anyway, some of the stories are great-poignant and interesting. Check it out!