Hello!
For those of you who don’t know me yet, I’m a born and bred Kansas Citian, meaning I can tolerate jazz for brief amounts of time and I’m offended by dry rub barbecue. I grew up reading Jane Eyre and V.C. Andrews, and then spent most of my high school years fantasizing about marrying King Arthur (usually when I was supposed to be editing the school paper,) so my taste hovers somewhere between outlandishly gothic and medieval, with a dash of angst.
I worked for three years in a library that looked like an upside down boat, and then for three years dressing like a 1904 schoolmarm, and now I work as an office assistant, dealing with grown-up things like files and insurance. It’s all very serious and adult, and sometimes I even wear real shoes instead of flip-flops. But only if I can’t find my flip-flops.
I’m a second degree black belt in American kenpo karate, and I actually met my husband at my dojo when we were teenagers. He’s a police officer now, and I graciously offered to be his womb-pod (twice.) The two offspring and I spend most of the day playing and making messes, and sometimes I even find time to write things.
Blog things. Novel things. Grocery list things.
So mostly this blog will be about writing things, but it will also be about the mercurial, marvelous, mad city I live in; about the books I read and love and spill spaghetti sauce on because I can’t stop reading at dinner; about the things–pictures, friends, music and movies–that inspire me; and a little bit about my family, because my children are awake for 90% of my day and the other 10% is spent cleaning up after them, so they’re on my mind a lot. Oh, and my husband is a pretty neat guy, too.
Enjoy!
August 13th, 2011 at 2:18 am
What about soggy books?