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I read a lot. I devour books almost as readily as I devour meals. I also dream. Every night in technocolor surround-sound. The stories, characters and worlds my mind comes up with blow away most of what I read. I write because I feel like my dreams and ideas are divine inspiration. This is my calling. It’s the only thing I ever did that felt like greatness, that brought joy both to myself and to others. I write to bring order to the chaos of my brain. I write to breath life into my mind people, because darnnit, they’re worth it. If I do nothing else in my life before I die, I’ll have my words to leave behind for my children to be proud of.
I’m here! I doubt many of you whipper snappers remember this ole lady. Here I am, regardless. Like the mangy old stray dog you fed a scrap of bacon to one winter and she followed you home, refusing to leave. Mwahahaha, your bacon is mine! Ahem. Looking forward to settling into the new site. Thanks for having me.
