A little about me.
I am the single mom to two phenomenal kids who are both 800,000,000 times smarter than me. I have a glorious dog, with whom I am obsessed. Prior to my divorce, I spent 13 years as a stay at home mom, art teacher and perpetual PTA volunteer. For the past few years I worked in Special Ed, which was one of the great joys of my life. I’m a writer, artist, activist, music lover, a recovering alcoholic and a survivor of childhood sexual abuse. I’m committed to spending the second half of my life being an advocate for fellow survivors and shining a light into all those dark corners.
Yep. We’re gonna go there, friends. Buckle up.
Also, what’s with the quotes?
“Have an original thought.” I had a creative writing teacher say that to a fellow student one time in front of the class. Oh, OKAY.
Just a thought that no one else in the history of EVER has ever had. No pressure. Yes, of course, we all want to be original, but isn’t everything derivative of something? I’m a reader. I love a well-written piece of fiction, a beautifully crafted sentence, a gorgeously constructed song, a poem that cracks me wide open. A great idea. Anything written by Brene Brown, or Anne Lamott, or Mary Oliver.
Sometimes I’ll read something by one of my favorite writers, and I won’t be able to shake it. I’ll turn it round and round in my brain. It’ll nip at my heels as I go about my day. I’ll sit with it and cradle it in my heart. It will stay with me, nestled, like a seed, until it starts to grow into something new. And this seed from someone else’s writing becomes part of me, makes me see something from a new perspective, or changes my mind entirely. Brings something muddled into focus, or sends me off in a flight of fancy.
So often, that’s where I find my greatest inspiration- In Others’ Words.