[Rehoboth Beach 01] • As I Lay Frying

Rehoboth Beach, Delaware has been called “The Nation’s Summer Capital” ever since the families of U.S. Senators and Congressmen discovered its beauty and charm, spending summers in Rehoboth to escape the oppressive heat and humidity of Washington, DC. Later, Rehoboth became another kind of refuge, when the gay and lesbian communities of the Mid-Atlantic found a beach resort to call their own.

In 1995, writer Fay Jacobs and her partner Bonnie literally cruised into town and discovered the unique charm of this seaside community. Almost immediately, Fay began chronicling her life as a Rehoboth weekender in a column that appeared in the magazine Letters from CAMP Rehoboth. In the years that followed, Fay’s Rehoboth fans have followed her smart, witty columns as Fay & Bonnie made the transition from visitors to regulars to locals themselves. Fay’s unique voice and her willingness to bare it all in print turned her fans into a sort of extended family. Now, for the first time, the collected essays of Fay Jacobs are being published in book form. Together, they tell a story that is sometimes provocative, sometimes political, occasionally heartwarming, and always hilarious.

“Fay Jacobs is the secret love child of Dorothy Parker and Jackie Mason. I can always count on her to make me laugh out loud.” —Marc Acito, author, How I Paid for College: A Novel of Sex, Theft, Friendship & Musical Theater

"Her columns... are laugh out loud funny and the best part is that Jacobs is sincere...those who enjoyed Jacobs' first collection will not be disappointed and those reading her for the first time will understand why she's such a beloved columnist." —Jane van Ingen - Lambda Book Report

The emotions portrayed in these stories run the gamut. Every tale is masterfully told—this memorable memoir is both pleasure and treasure. —Anna Furtado, author - JustAboutWrite!

Fay’s a funny girl and a smarty pants, and something else: a generous writer. I love a lot of humor columnists, but there’s something different about Fay—you never get the sense that she sat down to write with the sole purpose of being funny. She’s also different from most memoirists, in that her tone never suggests self-importance or “Look at Me!”-ness. When’s the last time you read a memoir and thought of the writer as “generous” for letting you in on his or her life? —Emily Lloyd, Lambda Book Report eBook only reprint