Melissa Grant Writes

A couple of days ago, I was in my local grocery store, and I could have sworn the muzak was playing ‘Closer’ by Nine Inch Nails (if you know, you know).

I thought, Well, that’s an interesting choice for a corporate entity.

I checked out, got in my car, and realized I had been walking through the store with ‘I want to **** you like an animal’ blaring from my pocket.

Oh. My. God.

My husband laughed. My friend said, ‘I love that for you.’ But I just hoped no one noticed

Honestly, the voice bleed between Cloudia, this blog, my side-writing piece, and straight local-news copy is a very real occupational hazard right now.

Will Cloudia show up at a drag show and flirt with a local council member while wearing glitter eyeshadow, fishnets and combat boots?

Maybe.

Will I write about a council meeting and swear like a sailor?

Possibly.

Will this blog suddenly turn into who, what, where, when, why?

God, I hope not.