Let’s be honest: biographies are awkward. No one wants a laundry list, and it always seems when someone asks you to talk about yourself, you can’t think of a single interesting thing. And if you do, is it bragging? Do I need to talk about my cat? Do they care about my degrees? See? Awkward.
Fortunately, “awkward” is something I do well.
I come from a literary family. We didn’t have cable TV until I was 10 (the Dark Ages), so I read. A lot. By the time I was in early middle school, I had gone through the entire children’s and young adult section in our tiny public library. Books were awesome...they still are!
I think everyone has something that they cling to throughout rough spots (teenage years, transitions, middle school…). My “thing” was books. The ones that I read during those times are the ones that stuck with me the most, and they are the ones that I revisit time and time again. Actually, they’re the ones that made me want to write in the first place.
One of the best ways to get better at something is to teach it. That’s convenient, since I spend my days trapped in a brick and concrete building with a rotating gaggle of teenagers. But honestly, helping them improve their skills makes me focus on mine even more...not to mention the plethora of material that comes out of their mouths on a daily basis is probably the most helpful thing ever.
What else? My cat generally hates me, so she got to stay with my parents. My degrees are from small schools that no one has ever heard of. Try to talk to me before I've had a cup a of coffee and we've got a problem. I tried city living for about six months, and it didn’t stick. Maybe next time.
Explore. Read. Feel. Come back and visit.