About The Blog

It’s been over a year and I still can’t get this page right. I want to, I need to. Whenever I go to a new blog, if I like it, I quickly click this link to discover a bit more about the author.

And that’s the problem. I don’t want to write about me. I don’t want to list whether I like cilantro (I do, but apparently this is due to my ability to actually smell it, whereas people who don’t like it don’t like it because they can’t smell it. It’s true. I heard it on NPR). I don’t want to talk about myself.

Part of the reason I hesitated to start a blog is because I am a private person by nature, and I am uncomfortable having an entire site where I talk about myself. For me, this blog is about writing. I obviously share details about my thoughts and feelings, I share tidbits about O and others in my life. But for me, these things are used to illustrate something, or to tell a story.

Do we really need to know everything about an author? Shouldn’t there be some mystery, some blankness, so that what stands out is their stories, their words, and not what kind of beer they like? (Corona Light, cold in a bottle, no lime).

On the other hand, it’s part of this world, isn’t it? Blogging is not simply being an author, there is a persona and a character that is being created, possibly followed.

So I’ll meet you halfway.

Long story short: I am a writer trapped in a lawyer’s six minute life. I am a soul at home and adrift- I love my husband and son and home with a fierceness that surprises me, and I would never change a single thing about any of it. I am also a thinker and a questioner, always restless and searching for what brings me happiness, joy, and what I am Meant To Do With My Life. I think I equally entertain and infuriate my husband on a daily basis.

My son is the light of my life and my husband is the captain of my soul and of all things really, as he is that annoyingly perfect guy who always has a right answer and always knows what to do. If the world ends, I am lucky to have him as he knows how to read a compass and start a fire. He will be lucky to have me because I am fun and interesting and will ask him lots of questions about why the world is ending and what it means and if it was a sign that I never got my law school diploma framed.

I live for my son’s delighted face every morning and the minute after he goes to bed at night, at which point I immediately head for our jasmine-ceilinged pergola for a much needed beer or glass of wine, depending on how hot it is outside. Other things that make life worth living: good Mexican food, champagne, reruns of Friends, phone calls with my best friends that are scattered across the globe, Baskin and Robbins peanut butter and chocolate ice cream, puppy breath, the smell of jasmine and honeysuckle in early spring, chicken pot pies and red wine in winter, Flannery O’Connor, Mary Oliver, and Margaret Atwood when I’m feeling smart, Jodi Picoult, Tana French, and Stephen King when I just want to be swept away by a good story, beach vacations, early evening walks with my dog, the smell of napalm in the morning (just wanted to see if you’re paying attention), Audrey Hepburn movies, pizza, old friends, meeting a new friend and clicking immediately when your words tumble over each other, Charles Osgood and CBS Sunday Morning, The Soup and the entire world that was Lost.

I blog about what is haunting me or making me smile. I blog about those things that move me or infuriate me, about the things I most need to understand. I blog about life. As Sublime said, Life is short, so love the one you got.

Hope you find something you connect with here. If so, I would love to hear from you. If not, check out the other blogs I’ve listed, I’m sure you’ll find something that intrigues you.

5 Responses to About The Blog

  1. Ameena says:

    I love your “about” page. You are a writer first and foremost – I can see it just in the few paragraphs above. Kudos to you for going after what you love!

  2. AmyQ says:

    I have known you for 20 years and can’t remember ever going more than 5 days without speaking to you. You always have said that we talk so often, we are going to run out of things to say. Well, my friend, may you never run out or things to say – I love your blog and learning new things about an old friend.

  3. This About You made me smile at least 13 and half times. We’ve a lot in common. I can’t wait to read more.

  4. Loved this. Guess what? I can smell cilantro and I LOATHE IT. But I think we can still be friends. Found you in Lindsey’s comments. Feel free to follow me around, though I generally am writing about pain loss pain grief and more pain these days, since that’s what I’m being served. I remain optimistic, however, for reasons both stubborn and true.

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