I’m a tad sarcastic.
I like to play with words. I’m a writer and editor, but mostly I dabble.
My penmanship is one of my best qualities, and I wish I knew how to put it on my resume.
I’m an old soul; the sort that once possessed a reserved, quiet British professor who would sit in the darkened corner of an old pub seeing everything through his smudgy spectacles and saying little, scribbling it all down in a worn notebook that had seen better days while waiting for friends to join him for a drink and inappropriate conversation.
Felt-tipped pens and a can of Diet Coke are the way to my heart.
I write to empty my mind and I read to distract it, but rarely does it find peace.
History was my first love. Poetry is my love-hate relationship. Novels are the foundation of my soul.
Twitter is my love affair. I met the love of my life there.
My sisters are my lifeline. My friends keep me out of therapy.
I speak in hyperbole.
I am a caffeine addict.
You may flip through my soul like the pages of a book, but handle with care. Don’t wrinkle or tear. It’s my only edition.
I have the mouth of a cynic but the soul of a romantic. Someday I’ll write a romance novel and become insufferable and I apologize.
Sometimes I do things for More Love Letters & Bedlam.
Run-on sentences are my favorite thing, and I will never not use them when writing, because when you’re honest with yourself, you realize you want to write the way you think and I think in run-on sentences.
Oxford commas & ampersands are my grammatical necessities; also semicolons.
I can talk for hours on Victorian culture and literature and fashion and gender roles, and if you aren’t prepared to see me absolutely ecstatic about something very few people would even waste time reading or writing about, maybe avoid asking me about history.
I went to grad school once; now I live with my parents.
Everyday I’m creating my myself, becoming myself, growing into my soul. But mostly I’m a hot mess of a young woman.
I write so you know you matter, know you’re not alone, and know you’re beautiful.
Feel free to ask questions and leave comments!
Books that mean something to me:
-Persuasion by Jane Austen
–Blue Castle by L.M. Montgomery
-One Day by David Nichols
-Eat Pray Love by Elizabeth Gilbert
-On the Road by Jack Kerouac
-The History Boys by Alan Bennett
-Literacy and Longing in LA by Jennifer Kaufman and Karen Mack
-The Crucible by Arthur Miller
–Jemima J by Jane Green
–Rose in Bloom by Louisa May Alcott
–Me and Mr. Darcy by Alexandra Potter