That's no surprise to any parent, really, we all know our kids think we're anything but cool with our references to Duran Duran and finding the odd scrunchie in our hair but I hadn't thought about how my writing may influence my five daughters' dating lives until now.
R: Boy, meet my mother, Mrs. Graham.
Boy: Pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Graham; I mistook you for R's sister. [In reality, I think I'd be closer with a "S'up" lift of the chin while I search for his eyes under a Beiber haircut]
R: Mom writes dating advice for the Undead. Then for kicks, she hangs out in dark attics and hopes a mouse doesn't climb into her hair while she's looking for dead people. She's currently writing Jane Austen fanfiction, and a short story about a lady Bigfoot named Clementine.
Boy: Er... My mom has a real job.
R: Really? I've heard of those "real jobs" but my Mom can't stay out of fistfights when working with other people so they've locked her away at home and called her a writer. We like to think of her medications as a public service.
Boy: Mom is a foot doctor; I don't know if she'd like me hanging out with anyone whose mother is a complete nutjob.
R: How lovely for her. I have someone else I'd like you to meet... [shoves boy into basement with the zombies]
My younger daughters will have a bit more time to come up with a game plan to introduce me to their boyfriends but I expect similar results. I may be weird but my daughters know which side their zombies are buttered on.