Writer/artist living in small town Michigan. I am a feminist, paddler, rebel wannabe, constant reader, recovering wine snob, primary caregiver, and anarchist emeritus.
When I was young, I wanted to be an alien. My brothers think I succeeded.
The first book I could read by myself was "The Cat in the Hat Comes Back." The next book I remember reading was Taylor Caldwell's "Dear and Glorious Physician."
By second grade, I had the thickest glasses in my family. Still do. I read by lamp light, moonlight, flashlight, candlelight and the pilot light in the furnace. Books are as important to my survival as water and dark chocolate.
“Laudy laud! is my new phrase for the hero worship that butters the human bread.”
“I have to start loving what comes next and stop hating I won't be a part of it.”
“A 65 year old woman questioning herself is no different than a 15 year old girl launching herself.”
“Everything owed is due again.”
“Nobody learns anything by doing everything right.”
“How many new girls will it take to change the world?”
“We want desparately to believe that even if we judge ourselves harshly throughout life, at least at the end, we can pull off a victorious and elegant exit.”
“Bravery shared doesn't act like bravado among her own.”
“We email, teleconference, webinar, but we are not in the room with the people. It is a false connectedness - artificial team-building. It's like eating the menu instead of the food.”
“If we cannot be fearless, let us be fleet.”
“I must catch up to the others, for I am their leader.”
“Society is no place to keep humans.”
“Life lessons cannot be applied topically.”
“In the thread's breadth between terror and rapture lies awareness.”