I’ve always written these things to make me sound so exotic. I’m actually really not. At all. I can be funny with the right people. Some people just make me a funny person. Some people make me so unbearably serious. I’d rather laugh. I am also fairly psychotic. I try not to be. I’m a mom…to an eleven-year-old. I can’t tell anymore if I’m a bad mother or just the mother of an eleven-year-old. I don’t really have a yardstick to judge that one by. Eh…we’re a work in progress.
I used to be an art director. Now I work at home and have my hands in all facets of publishing. I still design covers but I also do fact-checking for magazine articles (and occasionally get to ghost-write one or two), I do some composition, some copy editing, and proofreading. A lot of proofreading. Obviously, I love books. I love reading and I enjoy writing, whether it’s good or not.
This blog has followed me through some wild and woolly times. I was married and then not. Found myself in a horrifying four-month mistake that I couldn’t rectify fast enough and will probably regret for the rest of my life. Spent two years in a relationship that I thought would last forever and didn’t. Recovered from that to learn that I could indeed stand on my own two feet and be a fairly decent if somewhat wobbly parent to my child as well and then…well, then I found an old friend. Lover. A reunion after 27 years led to dating long distance for six months (yes, that’s a lot of air miles), which led to a 900 mile move back to my homeland in the Bible Belt (ah, the fodder for the nib that has provided is limitless), and in October of 2011, we committed a glorious act of civil disobedience and tied the knot. It was a truly fabulous wedding and, well, I’ll just write all about it and hopefully you’ll read it. So life is settling in and the mundane is feeling pretty damn good these days.
What else is there? Yes, I like movies and music and books and some television. I’d like to say I watch BBC and CNN and listen to NPR all the time, but the truth is, I never miss Survivor, I used to catch my news via Matt and Katie and Al (but Katie left), and I listen to whatever station my son has tuned my car radio to because I’m too lazy to find something I like better.
Also…I heard this one the other day: “I asked for the time not how to make a watch.” Well…I’m the one you asked the time of. I can’t help it that I like words. Welcome to my world.