If you follow me on social media, you might have seen a recent post about a stand-up comedy show I did at The World Famous Comedy Club. Maybe you thought to yourself: Huh? Why am I tackling stand-up at my age? I'm not sure either, but maybe I'll have an answer by the end of this post. Like everything else, it's complicated.
I want to write stories about older women because, frankly, it's not that interesting to me to watch or read about women who are thirty years younger than me, and I can't be the only older woman who feels that way. I already did all those things the younger protagonists are doing. I want to read about what I'm doing now.
I came late to my own true sexually. Just like many of the young women of today, I started life obsessed with marriage, monogamy, and motherhood when I was in my twenties - this is 30 years ago. I don't think that I was rejecting sexuality - as I remember it way back then - it was pretty good. No - it wasn't swinging from the chandelier sex - but it was good sex.