October 11, 2014 | 3:13 am A mouse trumps almost any other problem.

Any and all thoughts or prayers I have about my writing or relationships or lack there of either: gone. I am only worried about a mouse tracking me, finding me, transforming into some kind of amazon anaconda…

Brat the Cat

Molly and Bwat,
before my time

We met at opposite ends of life — I was an infant; he was an almost-dead cat — but he’s a Junot legend, and so I must begin here.

He was an orange tabby that my toddler sister called Bwat because her tongue lived in her mouth all wrong. …

My birthday is kind of a big deal. I’m obnoxious about it, really.

Wouldn’t you agree that this is better than Disney World? I mean, check out that dot-matrix-printer banner in the background.

When I was four, my parents made the mistake of bringing an almost-five-year-old to the happiest place on earth: Disney World. I spent the entire trip asking about my birthday party that would take place back in…

Michelle Junot

was born & raised in Lafayette, LA where she learned important skills like cajun dancing, crawfish peeling, & reading. She now lives & writes in Baltimore, MD.

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