My name is Ericka Clay, and I tell fictional truths. They’re sort of like real truths but look better in a pair of Skechers Shape Ups.
I’m an author, humorist, business owner and vegan foodie. I’m also the wife to Matthew (the second best looking person I know) and mother to a preschooler named Ava who is pretty cool even though she refuses to get her own apartment. (What’s that about??)
I usually write about what it’s like to be me which includes a shit ton of glitter, a menagerie of stray cats and an ex-90′s sitcom star who is my pretend boyfriend/archnemesis. You know. Girl stuff.
I’m working on my fourth novel and created Creative Liar because if you can’t laugh, you’ll cry and as everyone knows, crying is for baby pandas. And Dave Coulier. God, I love him.
Don’t know what you’re in for? Here’s a sampling:
- I Put the “I” in Anxiety
- Twenty-One Ways to Keep a Marriage Fresh
- Twenty-One Reasons You Made Me Deactivate My Facebook Account
- The Real Ericka Clay
Good luck with all that. Also, if you’re done with that sandwich, leave it. Thanks.