Melissa Bowers

Author • Mother • Midwesterner lost in California

MELISSA BOWERS

About

Melissa is a SAG-AFTRA actress and former high school teacher from Michigan who (reluctantly) moved across the country when she was six months pregnant. She is the winner of the 2021 SmokeLong Quarterly Grand Micro Contest, the 2020 Breakwater Review Fiction Prize (selected by Susanna Kaysen, author of Girl, Interrupted), the 2020 F(r)iction flash fiction competition, and The Writer's inaugural personal essay contest, and her work has appeared or is forthcoming in The Cincinnati Review, The Greensboro Review, New Ohio Review, HuffPost, Scary Mommy, and The Boston Globe Magazine, among others. She has been shortlisted for both the Bridport Prize and the Bath Flash Fiction Award and was recently selected for The Best Small Fictions and the Wigleaf Top 50. Melissa is represented by Jill Marr of the Sandra Dijkstra Literary Agency.

Most Popular Posts

This Morning, When You Left for Kindergarten

This Morning, When You Left for Kindergarten

Aug 16, 2018 | 4 Comments

Here is what I see when I look at you: a squishy belly tethered to me by a miraculous cord. Doll-sized newborn diapers, still somehow too big. Wrinkled fists and rocking chairs and receiving blankets. Peach-fuzz hair like velvet against my cheek. Where has the time gone? This summer, we stored another bin of clothes […]

Teachers, You Should Watch What You’re Doing

Teachers, You Should Watch What You’re Doing

Oct 4, 2017 | 7 Comments

The second you decided to step in front of a classroom, you agreed to spend your day on a stage. They are watching you all the time: the students, the administration, the parents, the media, the world. They are looking at your test scores. They are examining your data. They are hoping you will be […]

Sorry I Was in Your Way, but the Thing Is I Have a Baby

Sorry I Was in Your Way, but the Thing Is I Have a Baby

May 7, 2017 | 14 Comments

As a parent of small children, you often get the vague sense that you are in the way. You notice the quiet cringes as you enter a restaurant, the looks of crushing disappointment when you board an airplane. You apologize thirteen times in the span of a one-block walk because the kids still haven’t learned (after […]

The Space Between Baby and Boy

The Space Between Baby and Boy

Jan 22, 2017 | 6 Comments

We’re in it now, this space between baby and boy. We’re teetering, delicately and precariously, a roller coaster in its graceful pause just before the plunge. It was a little rickety at first, climbing that steep, steep slope: Sleepless nights. Endless spit-up. Needless crying. I felt each click click click of the ascent. But for now, we are floating […]

A Love Letter to Michigan

A Love Letter to Michigan

Sep 22, 2016 | 10 Comments

My beloved Mitten, When I left last year, I knew, absolutely, I would miss you. Somehow I always understood that you are special — even as a child, even when my then-boyfriend-now-husband-who-is-from-Virginia called you “kinda flat,” even when I was nineteen years old and it was winter in Ann Arbor and I had to lean into a blizzard on the blustery walk […]

Well, That Escalated Quickly: Behind the Scenes of a Perplexingly Polarizing Post

Well, That Escalated Quickly: Behind the Scenes of a Perplexingly Polarizing Post

Aug 25, 2016 | 15 Comments

This is a post about irony. Well, mostly. The last couple weeks have demonstrated that an alarming number of people are super confused when it comes to identifying the underlying theme of something (which makes the English teacher in me curl up in a ball and sob a little bit). So this time, I feel like maybe it’s important to […]

I Cannot in Good Conscience Participate in the Love Your Spouse Challenge

I Cannot in Good Conscience Participate in the Love Your Spouse Challenge

Aug 1, 2016 | 570 Comments

My marriage is not as perfect as yours. Seven years and two kids later, Facebook has absolutely convinced me of this. Written declarations of true love are forever cascading down my feed: You are my soul mate, baby boo-boo sugar lips. My one true love. I would never want to spend this life with anyone else […]

So You Don’t Want to Teach Anymore? Here Are 7 Guesses Why

So You Don’t Want to Teach Anymore? Here Are 7 Guesses Why

Apr 25, 2016 | 120 Comments

Today marks exactly one year without teaching. To acknowledge the occasion, let me take you behind the scenes of my blog and share the number one phrase — BY FAR — that brings people to my site: I don’t want to teach anymore. A plethora of versions abound. Done being a teacher. Don’t want to teach. I can’t teach […]

The Beauty of Being Lost

The Beauty of Being Lost

Jan 19, 2016 | 13 Comments

This morning there were errands. Millions and millions of tiny to-dos, buzzing around my head like gnats. Get the dog washed. Pick up diapers. Go to the post office. Stop at the bank. And the baby was with me and he was starting to fuss in the backseat and I knew he would need to eat in […]

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