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I was born in Pennsylvania, and raised on a farm with three siblings, a variety of dogs, barn cats, some sheep, homely ponies, and frightening geese and chickens. My family attended the local Mennonite Church so I was deeply exposed to this religion. We avoided television, dancing, alcohol consumption, pre-marital sex, and participation in war (or at least we tried). I learned how to use my hands to sew and cook hearty meals, how to appreciate nature, and how to sing in four-part harmony (not alone of course).
Then, for my father’s job, we had to move to Brazil for about two years. While we lived there, we were Baptists because there were no Mennonites in Rio de Janeiro. While living in South America, I learned cities are dirty, people unfortunately experience poverty, voodoo is real, and not everyone speaks English or believes in God. We returned to the states just in time for Elton John and bell-bottoms. I lost my ability to speak Portuguese, because I didn’t have to help my mother order at the meat market anymore.
I grew up and decided to leave my rural home to attend college in a city. Like every other sheltered person, I learned a lot in college. Then I got the traveling bug and traveled by train in Europe, slept on a few benches with my backpack, and worked at an advertising agency in London. Upon my return to the United States, I saw as many states as I could while selling posters to college students from the back of a Ryder Truck.
I became Agnostic because I figured that God was something I could accept, but religion was something I couldn’t.
After college, I tried living in Arizona and managed to stay in that “dry heat” for over seven years. During my time in the southwest, I taught in urban schools, achieved my Master’s degree, bought a house, married Nick, and became a mother. Although it was a great place to start, my tumbleweed roots couldn’t find a true place to secure themselves there. Fearing a lack of good water and community, I moved to Vermont, where I am a teacher in a rural school, and aspiring writer. My roots have dug themselves deeper here because small town life is familiar to me. Here I can plant peas in my front yard, make jam when the berries bloom, peep at the leaves, and walk through the snow. Everyone in town knows more about me than I know of myself, and its best that way.
So, that’s who I am! In short, I am a curious and energetic Gemini… a prolific, left-handed, and clumsy woman. I’m willing to say the things that pop into my mind. I’ve been jotting my thoughts on paper for over three decades; I’m over forty now, so it’s about time I put my writing out there. Thanks for reading.
I hope you enjoy my storiesand my new Blog. My old Blog can still be viewed here. Please take a look at MyBLAGZ and my first novel Rooms and Pillars, now available online. |
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