About Me

Most of the people who follow this blog have done so for a while and know me pretty well. Or they are friends of mine from way back who know me really well. Or they are family who know all the embarrasing stories I have never told.

But it's NaBloPoMo and one of my goals is to attract new readers, new followers. And some of those people don't know me. I thought perhaps it was agood time to throw this one out there.

So this is me, sitting on the stone wall in my garden last week. Just before snow covered up all those deliciously golden leaves that made me feel rich whenever I walked outdoors. One of my three kids took it while we were outside tossing balls for the dog. And being less energetic than they are, I decided to watch for a bit.

We live on a farm. 50 acres of rolling hills and forest, and a river at the edge of the property. We have endangered cattle and sheep - enough of them that they pay for themselves, and not so many that we don't know most of their names. Our farmhouse was built in 1837, and features a massive stone hearth that takes up the heart of the kitchen. We renovate. Constantly.

I read. A lot. I have been in a slump lately as my book club will attest to, but on average I get through 4-5 books a month. And that's just for pleasure. As a fiction editor, I read a great deal more than that - usually at least 10 partials and 2-3 full manuscripts every single week. 

And I teach at the local college. Communications. Business writing. Hoping to teach a self-editing course one of these days when I have time to organize a course outline.

And of course I write. Poetry, short stories, essays. And this blog, where I ramble on about whatever suits me: the kids, the animals, the family, books, food, and other miscellaneous topics.

So if you're here for moral support, thanks for dropping by. And if you are new, leave a comment with your URL so I can find you and visit your blog.