Andrea Corwin
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By Andrea Corwin a day ago in Geeks
- Top Story - May 2024
Bad Ass
Hair slicked behind his ears, his skin-tight black leather pants and blue leather boots give him a put-together look. Yet, the white armband that matches his shirt – a shirt with a white Nehru collar does the trick. He thinks it makes him a Bad Ass, BA for short. So short, he had it carved onto his index finger – capitalized initials of BA.
By Andrea Corwin 6 days ago in Fiction
Action Required
It was the early 1980s, and I worked forty hours per week and also helped teach martial arts three nights, taking my daughter with me to karate. My good friend at the time was a black belt, like me, and we were both judges in local karate tournaments. After class, we went to Godfather's Pizza for dinner. I ate salad at their salad bar many times during those years and loved it. She and I would watch all the karate and kung fu videos, so popular then, at either her place or mine on weekends. We loved the cheesy kung fu movies. Our bodies bobbed and weaved with each punch and kick. We would holler out and watch the unbelievable stunts. We discussed all the films with our martial arts friends. There were many with unknown stars, but also the Bruce Lee and Chuck Norris movies and, later on, Steven Seagall ones; we were entertained by them all.
By Andrea Corwin 14 days ago in Fiction
Saving JoJo
On my balcony, under an umbrella, my toes were getting a touch of sun as I finished the chapter in the novel I was reading. Swapping the book for iced tea, I wiped the bottom of the glass on the beach towel I was sitting on so the cold droplets would not sweat icy drips on my bare legs. It was almost time for Danny to pick me up for dinner.
By Andrea Corwin 14 days ago in Fiction