About
Contact: You may contact me at kbgressitt@gmail.com and 760-522-1064 (Pacific Time).
Excuse Me, I’m Writing is a place for sharing my writing, for folks to react to it, and for me to bask in the warm approval of happy readers — or duck and cover. Whichever.
When I’m too achey to duck, I publish the writings of friends and family. Yes, sure, send me something.
The feminist product of a Southern Baptist creationist and a liberal social worker, I gratefully inherited the requisite sense of humor to survive family debates and the imagination to avoid them. Born in Maryland, housed on and off in New Jersey and now accommodated by California, I’ve taught adults with disabilities to live independently, written and produced documentaries, and consulted to political campaigns. I chaired the California NOW PAC and was deposed for my failure to be gay or of color. As the Sunday political columnist at the San Diego North County Times, I won awards, a Pulitzer Prize nomination, a fan club and death threats from angry readers — but the sales department loved me. I launched a very cool magazine, while barely surviving a stint as a corporate VP of marcomm. Long ago, I was a second place winner of the Chiron Review annual poetry contest; I birthed, nurtured and killed off The Bridge, an erstwhile literary journal; and, more recently, I’ve been published in the San Diego Poetry Annual. Today, I hang out with pocket gophers and hummingbirds and I write — yippee!
BTW: Thanks to the Ocean Beach Rag, The Progressive Post and San Diego Gay and Lesbian News for crossposting my dabblings.
