Bitter Lawyer spoke with Deidre Dare, bloggers’ favorite lawyer-turned-sex novelist. Sophomoric as these articles are, readers seem oddly fascinated by her. Bitter Lawyer at least shares a common background with us and asks a lot of questions lawyers would find interesting. She seems pretty happy with the way things have turned out.
[BL:] Your life has changed dramatically since news of the novel and your termination broke. Any regrets?
[DD:] My life has changed so dramatically, it is almost impossible to describe. I was a lawyer. Now I am, according to The Moscow News, a “celebrity author.” That’s quite a change for someone used to drafting loan agreements.
I have no regrets whatsoever.
The best part of all this is getting the column for The Moscow News. I love writing it. I love being a columnist. I love my editor. I love the paper. It is the coolest job ever. The King of Spades bought me a little reporter’s notebook, and I jot down ideas and run around Moscow. It feels so, so good. It’s a dream job.
Her worst day lawyering had nothing to do with three-day stretches at the printer or trips to hellholes for depositions.
It’d have to be the day they fired me for this gross misconduct business. Gross misconduct? Embezzling from clients. Fraud. Federal crime. And writing a little novel not involving lawyers or law firms at all… Bizarre.
One last sampling of Ms. Dare’s poetry, after the jump.
The Banality of Evil – The Originality of Sin by Deidre Dare
What of my brothers, in and out of arms?
A mob in a riot, tears down a wall.
But we are as the women of Sabine:
And it is better, this thirsty thrusting
Than mortal wounds slowly dripping, crusting.
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