Who is this person?

A lot of things.

I started as a writer. For about ten years I preferred to write poetry. I keep trying to get away from writing and to insist on something else. In my senior year of college I took a class on sensory writing. and my favorite thing was the personal essay. I connected with the poetry of the senses and the cathartic release of the narrative. This is born out of that ongoing need. In a way it's certainly a narcissistic part of me that needs that space. I am making it public because I don't have a regular group of peers reading my work.

I am a parent, and a spouse and those things will come up on occasion, but this is not a marriage or a mommy blog. I'm not here to offer advice or suggest ways to bring up a child. Like everything else I have and will talk about, it is a reflection of my own experiences.

I don't make it difficult to find out the other details who I am, but right now I am not putting this out there beyond a few social networks. So if you are desperate to know me, feel free to look. I like finding other soul people, that is, people whose experiences resonate strongly with your own. Please feel free to reach out, but I warn you that I am naturally an introvert, so I am not always as quick to reach back. Please don't take it personally.

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