The name. At my birth, my mother gifted me with two middle names. The first for her beloved grandmother; and the second for her mother. ‘Lossidele’ (pronounced los-seh-dell) is a combination of the two, but it’s mainly a moniker my best friend gave me some years back to accentuate how country that shit is. Like my pen name, I’m an amalgamation of things…a uniting of the awkward, smart and marginalized. I tend to write about the awkward, smart and marginalized. If you dig that stuff, then you’ll dig this space.
On another note, I call my son, My Boy and my husband, The Hubs. My favorite word is geriatric, my people are named things like ‘Lossie’, Jon Snow 4 Life, NJ all day, black fists and hair picks. That should tell you all you need to know. Enjoy.