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.
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.