“One of the most important relationships we have, is the relationship we have with our mothers.” (Iyanla Vanzant)

For better, or worse!

An Indie author whose preferred writing genre is Contemporary Women’s Fiction, I hit the mother lode exploring these complexities, as such, in 'An Enlightening Quiche'. If the shoe fits, my character wears it: abandonment, contention, dysfunction, entitlement, expectations.

A smattering of enlightening tidbits pertaining to Augusta, the town siren, who has a bone of contention with her mother.

Like mother, like daughter?

From Chapter 1:

Her circumstances shrouded in mystery, I misconstrued the constellation of my mother and misjudged her harshly, much to my own detriment. Motherless and mistrustful of her motives to call it quits, I underwent rites of passage typecast as resignation, resentment, and rebellion.

From Chapter 15:

Disclosure forced me to reconsider and redefine my pH level of self-preservation without forfeiting an assumed identity postured on aloofness, cynicism, and seductiveness— identical vanguards my mother adopted as her veneer to ward off alien invasions of the soul. What bittersweet irony in attaining a level of awareness signifying a mother and daughter personified concentric asocial circles, one gestating inside the other so as to be characteristically and charismatically indistinguishable!


The mother lode is a vein of raw material for writers to infuse conviction in their works of fiction.