Paula Houseman thought her life was, well ... meh. Until she started fiction writing. Memories flooded back and she realised her existence had not been mundane at all. It had been bloody ridiculous!
Her university studies helped her see what was hidden behind the absurdity, and to understand that at the core of everything we read and circulate, there is a wealth of ancient, uncut stories that echo from the backwoods of our individual and collective psyches.
While digging around in these myths, Paula unearthed her muse—the butt-ugly, potty-mouthed goddess of obscenity; she who embodies a holy kind of dirty and who got her into a lot of shit when she was a kid! This muse reminded her of the value of laughter and is responsible for the bawdiness in her books, coming-of-age chick lit, 'Odyssey in a Teacup', and Books 2 & 3 in the series, romantic comedies, 'Cupid F*cks Up' (previously titled, 'Apoca[hot]lips') and 'My T(r)oyboy is a Twat'.
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Odyssey In A Teacup
by Paula Houseman
A tut-tutting, big-breasted, modern-day gorgon; a humourless schoolmarm with an unfortunate name and freakishly long, yellow incisors (yeesh)—these are the kinds of people Ruth Roth regularly encounters. Add in daily dealings with an acerbic mother who squawks like a harpy, a father with a dodgy moral compass and a God complex, a bitchy mirror, and Ruth’s existence feels like a Greek tragicomedy.
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