Glitter and Gore

By Colby Marshall - September 19, 2011

Most people who know me in person weren't shocked to see me at the theatre last weekend wearing my latest find: a pair of fluffy, white boots, style name, "Fluff Mommas." After all, some of my friends joke that I sweat glitter and own more pink than Elle Woods and Barbie combined. This would also be why some are surprised to find out that I don't write chick-lit or read Confessions of a Shopaholic. Nope. Not me. Most of what I read and write has at least one dead body in the first five pages and another blood spatter or eight in the next twenty. Read more »