I'm trying to read in a big overstuffed chair in a hidden corner in a gigantic Barnes & Noble. Next to me is a fat lady trying to get comfortable. She came in like a lion... with an avalanche of papers and books and bags. I tried the i'm staring / i'm not staring / i'm really reading thing with the book I was scanning and not planning on buying. She really was huge - I decided drinking in a long glance when her back was turned. She's probably happy that chair was wide.
xtx lives, loves, and languishes in Southern California. She has already broken all of her new year's resolutions and she thinks the third Pirates of the Caribbean movie was shit. She is the author of Singular Girl. Feel free to visit her blog.