Showing posts from April, 2012

First Fight

P. J. unlocked the door to the apartment and was greeted by the sound of laughter.  She was suprised to see that Jamie had six friends from school sitting on the floor of the living room, that still only had a couch in it. They had a pizza box open on the floor between there, books open and notebooks strewn around. 

Jamie looked up at P.J. and smiled, "Hey, just in time. You want a piece of pizza?"

"No," P.J. said in a sharper tone than she had intended, illiciting a frown from Jamie. "I'm going to hop in the shower." She went into the bedroom and threw her backpack on the bed. 

Jamie came into the room just as P.J. was stripping off her shirt. "What's the problem?" Jamie asked.

"I just wasn't expecting to come home to a house full of people," P.J. said and threw her shirt on the bed.

Jamie closed the door and leaned against it.  "This is my study group from English class. I didn't think it would be a problem.&qu…

Jamie and P. J.: Moving in together

Jamie had, initially, been extremely pissed off that P. J. had dropped down to going to school half-time so she could go to work full-time at Kinko's. P. J. finally made her understand that she was getting to do a lot of graphic art work when she was helping clients set up their business cards and creating posters. In effect, she was getting more of a hands on eductation than she had been getting at school. Plus, P. J. didn't want to pass up the opportunity for a full-time job and had jumped on the opportunity when her manager had asked her to start working full-time.  The extra income allowed P. J. to have enough money to get an apartment for her and Jamie.

P. J. had been worried that Jamie's parents would balk at the idea of the two girls moving in together but Jamie's dad had been excited about how much money it was going to save him so he wouldn't have to pay for dorm housing.  Jamie's mother, who still really hasn't come to accept their relationship, …

Revelations about my father and why M.E. Tudor is my pen name.

Someone asked me recently why I chose M.E. Tudor as my pen name.  I told them that one reason was because I thought my real name, Tina Brewster was a boring name. The other reason is because it is in honor of my paternal grandmother, Mina Ellie Tudor (Tudor being her maiden name), who my mother said was a story teller.  I didn't meet either of my paternal grandparents. My grandmother died at the age of 48 from ovarian cancer about 4 or 5 years before I was born. My grandfather died of a heart attack two years before I was born.

Interestingly, my mother had more fond memories of her mother-in-law that she did of her own mother. She told me many stories but when I started taking an interest in drawing and writing as a teenager, my mother said that my dad's mom had been the family story teller and my Aunt Pat, my dad's only sister, had been an artist.

My dad didn't talk much about his family. I learned through other family members that my grandfather had been an alcoholic…