Elizabeth Cowan

Author and Humor Columnist

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Liz Cowan

Suspense, Mysteries and Romance

 

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Elizabeth Cowan

Author of Humor Books and Humor Columnist

 

  • Insult with Style - You have to admit there is a twisted sense of satisfaction derived from delivering a good insult. It is even more gratifying when your intended target does not realize it is an insult. Now, do not be squishy. No one is immune to the innate desire and even need to retaliate against folks who caused […]
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About Elizabeth Cowan

 

My general philosophy of life:

Humor and a strong faith are the keys to happiness and survival. Humor — permeates every part of my life. I view everything and everybody through the prism of humor. Sometimes my observations are offensive to prissy folks, but that is their problem, not mine. I’m a shoot-from-the-lip type: I call ‘em as I see ‘em gal. I thrive on being politically incorrect. Never mean, just creatively me. When I was a child, my brand of humor got me in lots of trouble. Oddly enough, what’s funny to a child is not necessarily funny to parents or teachers. I am a wife, a mother, a grandmother, an author and columnist. I have worked in: libraries; the corporate world; led a successful sales team; acted in community theater; did a little television and film work; been a radio disk jockey; and was a high school English teacher for a very short time.

I truly believe God must have a tremendous sense of humor.

Why else would he create men and women?

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Insult with Style

Insult with Style

You have to admit there is a twisted sense of satisfaction derived from delivering a good insult. It is even more gratifying when your intended target does not realize it is an insult. Now, do not be squishy. No one is immune to the innate desire and even need to...
Word Games

Word Games

Language and communication involve more than a couple of Homo sapiens flapping their lips in the breeze. Otherwise, we, like the cavemen of simpler times, would be content with a few grunts and whacks of our clubs to convey our meaning. Do you ever wonder how those...