about me
I’m a writer. I have a day job. This is my blog.
By day, I’m a writer at a grey and black and very boring corporate ad agency. It’s ok. I get a good paycheck, health benefits, and a swanky Christmas party.
Ever the champion of the underdog, I’m the crazy chic who hitchiked around Moscow in the dead of winter, delivering books to elementary schools. Laid concrete blocks in El Salvador…while I was five months pregnant. Took a rag-tag bunch of teenagers and somehow turned them into students of poetry.
I’m part junk food junkie. Part media brat.
All Gen Xer with a keen eye for authenticity and flea market bargains.
Greatest achievements? The three little people who call me “Mommy” and leave Cheez-it fingerprints on my black pants.
You also might want to know that although I now live in the armpit of the United States (AKA Detroit), I actually did most of my growing up in a small town north of Boston. I’m still a true New Englander at heart and have been known to occasionally “pahk the cah.” I will admit that I’ve grown somewhat fond of Detroit’s underdog-edness, in spite of the potholes and the fact that everyone here refers to soda as “pop.”
I’ve been married to my husband Rick for 13 years. His full name is Richard and I remind him frequently that it’s a good thing he didn’t go by “Dick” when we met because I wouldn’t have been able to date him. And then he reminds me about how I dumped an entire 64-ounce cup of soda on a complete stranger on our first date, and that technically, he should have run away right then and there. So I guess it all evens out in the end.
My life is often chaotic, stressful, noisy, exhausting…but also rich and funny and full of moments where you have to laugh or you’ll have a nervous breakdown.
I’ll say this much: I never have a lack of writing material.
