Still Got Time
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Last published Sun, May 25, 2025
Paris Simone McClure used to turn heads. Now she's trying not to vanish.
At 48, Paris finds herself at her son's high school graduation-not beaming with pride, but sweating in her Spanx, silently spiraling. Her son is grown. Her body is different. And her husband, seven years younger and always smooth, still gets flirted with in grocery store aisles while she feels invisible in her own damn house.
Once the center of attention, Paris now struggles to recognize the woman in the mirror; especially when that mirror shows sagging skin and silver hairs in places that used to make her feel powerful. Her husband Brandon insists he still loves her "just the way she is," but his phone stays face-down, and his hugs feel like routine. Her best friend Ro says it's a phase. Paris isn't so sure.
Still Got Time is a raw, sharp, and emotionally unflinching novel about a proud Black woman coming to terms with aging, dissatisfaction, and the quiet unraveling of a marriage. With biting humor, brutal honesty, and grace earned through pain, Paris slowly unpacks the myths she's been fed about beauty, loyalty, and womanhood and begins to ask, What if I'm allowed to want more?
It's not a midlife crisis.
It's a midlife awakening.
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