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I grew up in the Midwest, Indiana and Ohio, with summers in Michigan. Having a dog gives me great joy and comfort, also some aggravation, today in the form of MUD. I like sugar-free skinny Almond Joy lattes, but I’m too penny-pinching to buy more than one a month. I’m an abysmally slow reader. I moved to segregated Georgia when I was fifteen—culture shock! I decided to go to journalism school and be an advertising major when I read a clever Hunts catsup ad. I prefer Heinz. I don’t have a generous nature, and that’s hard, but not impossible, to change. Like in the John Denver song, “Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy.” I have a whole drawer full of old New Yorker magazines I haven’t finished reading. A blood clotting disorder forces me to wear a 40mb compression garment toes-to-armpits all the time. I like to read, and to write, fiction with strongly developed characters and natural sounding dialog. I love to listen to audiobooks as I drive, and then I prefer a good plot to good writing. (Although today I'm regretting one by Carol Higgins Clark. Bad writing and a melodramatic reading voice that makes it even worse!) I like to listen to music or sing along with it, but I don’t like to have it just playing in the background. I seldom see the world in black and white, and am annoyed when those who do so think I am misguided. I can usually see both sides of any argument. Except for grammar. I’m very critical about misplaced apostrophes. I really like to sleep. I am not attracted to people who "blow their own horn" all the time. Water is wonderful. I love to sit and look at a lake or a river or an ocean. I like to swim in it. I like to drink it straight from the tap. I am kinesthetically challenged. I love to play games: word games, board games, card games, party games. Writing about myself is embarrassingly easy and fun. I like my life. Now, if you haven't done a list like this, give it a try. It's fun! And if you did one a while ago, make another. There are plenty more interesting things to tell. |