Spotlight for ‘Big Girl Pill’ by KD Williamson. Published by Dirt Road Publishing December 3, 2019, 240 pages.
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Maya Davis is done hiding. It’s left her empty and out of touch with her family. Now she’s a young woman on a mission: getting rid of residual feelings for her former best friend from college. Her plan is to put herself through a wringer by being in Nina’s upcoming wedding and burning away whatever emotions are left, so she can start anew. Her plan, however, has big holes, and everything she’s been feeling rushes through and leaves her thinking that this was a bad idea.
Nina Sterling is a work in progress, torn between being two very different things—the person others expect her to be and who she wants to become. For the past couple of years, it’s been easier to give in to her demanding, steamroller of a mother and her pleasant but controlling fiancé, but with Maya’s return for a lengthy stay in town, and encouragement from Nina’s hilarious cousin, seeds of rebellion are sown.
As Maya and Nina try to patch up the past and get closer, old sparks rekindle, and as they both grow into who they are meant to be, those sparks might just become a fire.
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Maya got her backpack out of her car and made sure her water bottle was in it before she slung it over her shoulder and grabbed her clipboard from the front passenger seat. Some people hated running team-building exercises, but she enjoyed it and in this case, it kept her thoughts away from Asheville, North Carolina, and her former best friend’s impending wedding. It was bad enough that she had agreed to go and watch Nina get hitched, but it was a whole other level of shitty hell that she had agreed to be a bridesmaid. Stupid, being infatuated with Nina even after all this time, but if being a part of the wedding didn’t kill whatever leftover feelings she had, she didn’t know what would.
She locked up, then made her way to the makeshift fake Sumo wrestling ring set up for the team-building exercise with TrendStar Tennessee employees. When she got there, she lifted the flap and bent over to test the stakes in the ground, ensuring they were firm and deep. With a flourish, she put a check mark and initialed the paper on her clipboard. Done.
She stood and shrugged her backpack off to get her water bottle. As she drank, Maya looked toward the group of upper, mid-management, and support staff, then up at the sky. Clear and sunny, but nowhere near blistering hot. She could have made this an indoor activity, but most of the TrendStar folks were pasty and soft, thanks no doubt to constantly pushing paper. They needed the sun and this outing, even if they were still on company grounds, barely a few hundred yards away from the main building.
The three interns that Connexion, Maya’s employer, had provided were busy helping their clients into their inflatable suits, helmets, and other gear. Those in completed costumes waddled around like ducks and, to make matters even more interesting, the material made weird creaking noises when they walked. If someone were secretly recording them, the whole ordeal would probably go viral. Hopefully, they’d capture her good side. Maya noticed one of the executives jogging toward her.
“Can I help with anythin’, Ms. Davis? It is Miss, isn’t it? Or would you rather Maya? Should always ask a woman what she prefers.” He smiled brightly and his gaze dipped from her eyes down to her chest.
She glanced at his nametag. David. Bald, tall, and lean—a cross between Idris Elba and LL Cool J. He oozed the kind of charm that was just the other side of slimy, like a crooked used car salesman. Some women probably flocked to him, but she wasn’t into that sort of thing. She sighed internally. What the hell was it with some guys? She really needed a personal narrator in times like these to voice her inner thoughts so she didn’t have to waste time on them. Maybe she’d go with Morgan Freeman for that, but even if she let this guy down easy, citing professional boundaries, he’d still take offense and
tank her rating. The male ego was fragile as fuck. What would Morgan have to say about that?
He cleared his throat and increased the wattage on his smile, showing way too many teeth. “Can I help?” he asked louder.
Not for the first time, she wished she had some kind of lesbian superpowers that projected pheromones to attract women and repel men. Unfortunately, the English language would have to do. “No thanks. I think we’re good. Connexion takes care of all the contingencies.”
“That’s good. I have to tell you that I expected some muscle-bound drill sergeant to be runnin’ the activity. How’d you get into this type of work?”
Small talk. He wanted to do small talk. Might as well make it all look good, since it could help in the long run.
“Warren Wilson actually offers a Bachelor’s degree in team facilitation.”
His eyes widened and twinkled. “Really?”
“Really. You can get a degree in just about anything these days.” Maya couldn’t help adding a dose of sarcasm to her voice.
David’s eyebrows shot up. “Oh, I didn’t mean it like that. I was just wonderin’ what made you pick it as a major. I hope I’m not gettin’ too personal.”
Maya shrugged. “I sort of fell into it. I was a business major, but that didn’t work out.” More like she was bored to tears and could barely stay awake in class.
“Yeah, those classes are definitely not for everyone. I mean no disrespect. My first Econ class put me to sleep.”
“No offense taken. Was there anything else?” she asked, trying to shut the conversation down.
He chuckled nervously. “Since I can’t help you, maybe you can help me? I’ve never done this before.” David leaned toward her, reached out, and touched her elbow.
Stepping away, Maya tried really hard not to roll her eyes. He’d obviously mistaken her kindness for interest. Yeah, those superpowers would have been perfect. “I get it. Not many people go around wearing inflatable suits.”
“Exactly.” David fired up his smile again.
“But I have every confidence that you can manage while I finish my safety check.”
“You ever been to Jackson before? I could show you around later. Memphis is usually the big deal around here, but we got something special—”
“I’m a lesbian.” There. Maya didn’t want him to hurt himself with all those teeth. She almost smiled imagining Freeman saying those exact words in his velvety smooth voice that inspired confidence and trust. Unlike Freeman, Maya sounded like she’d hurled a social grenade at him. She braced for impact.
Slack-jawed, David stared at her. Despite his dark skin, Maya swore he blushed. Clearing his throat, he looked everywhere except at Maya. He rubbed a hand over his face and chuckled. “This has been happening to me way too much lately, especially since Jackson isn’t even half the size of Memphis.”
His response was a surprise and actually a bit refreshing. Maya moved him up a few steps from grimy to slightly douchey. “We’re everywhere.” She grinned.
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KD is a Southerner and a former nomad, taking up residence in the Mid-West, east coast, and New Orleans over the years. She was a Hurricane Katrina survivor displaced to the mountains of North Carolina but has since found her way back to Louisiana where she lives with her wife and the most horribly spoiled pets in history.
She enjoys all things geek from video games to superheroes. KD is a veteran in the mental health field where she works with children and their families. She discovered writing as a teenager with the help of her English teacher, whom she had a huge crush on. With her teacher’s help, KD wrote her first short story but afterward had a hard time finding inspiration. Years later, writing fanfic became her gateway into lesbian fiction.
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