ok, so i’m going to briefly tell you a little about me. i am a loving mother of three. . . or two depending on who you ask. all little girls and they are three, one, and finally my youngest is four months.
i am unemployed and have been for quite some time. I like to write though; and i love reading even more. i decided that from this moment on, until i find myself on someone’s payroll (my payroll – but we’ll get to that later), i will refer to myself as a writer. To some writers, that may be an insult. “i’m not unemployed, i’m a writer!” yea, well so am i then. and don’t be offended because i am actually pretty good.
“excellent writers are excellent readers, and you are an excellent reader. i can tell by the way you write that you read your work out loud. it has to read well and you won’t be able to tell if you cannot read,” prof erlich announced to my freshman college english class. professor erlich was my ninth grade journalism teacher and then as if the universe wanted me to prove him wrong, i was his student my freshman year in college. i slept through my journalism class. never turned in an assignment. i was haphazard and disconnected. i’m sure they assumed i was on drugs, which i was not!
“you have really surprised me,” he continued with a smile. i will never forget him for that. i will never forget him for a few reasons. he was very sardonic and seemed extremely sad but light at heart still. i think i was in the eleventh grade when his son committed suicide. he seemed weary there after; he would offer weak smiles often. that was the second time it had come to my attention that teachers were people too. anyhow, before i get too off topic, he is the reason why i know that i’m purty dang good at my craft.
stay tuned while i construct this blog. i’ll move my work from tumblr to here and you can skim and chew on those while i figure out how to design this thing and add seo plug-ins and whatnot.