Welcome to My Blog

Welcome to my blog and thank you for stopping by! There has always been a writer in me screaming to get out, and like so many who feel that yank, it had to stay in the cocoon longer than I would have liked. The kids are raised, retirement from a lifetime of teaching is on the horizon, and it is time to spread my wings. Almost ten years ago I challenged myself to write a story every week and publish it to a blog site. While I am working on my first book, I will revive some of those stories and include some new ones here. My love is memoir: a slice of quirky truth from someone’s life, whether hilarious or horrendous.
I am an oxymoron. It all began almost 60 years ago, when I was born a Gemini–The Twins. My mother found significance in that fact and the fact that as a child, I had so much dark hair on my back. It prompted her to ask my pediatrician why? Being too young to remember what the doctor actually said, I can only quote my mother: “She is schizophrenic–she has a split personality.” Can you just hear that conversation? I proudly told all my friends and their parents what the doctor supposedly said. I was always quick to add, “If I had one more hair, I’d be hanging in the trees with the monkeys.” I never once saw them roll their eyes.
While I have never been clinically diagnosed with Schizophrenia, my husband and children would probably agree there is some truth in it. I’m still afraid to look at a Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders, 5th Edition (DSM-5), afraid a back covered in hair truly is worthy of a diagnosis of Schizophrenia.
Perhaps more significant, I teach oxymorons (figurative language, not students). Students think I’m insulting them when I use the term, but I actually love my students . . . I really do, and they are the ones who have to put up with my “split and oxymoronic personality” on a daily basis. They are also most responsible for my first book, a paranormal memoir, for listening intently to my freakish, but true stories and encouraging me to write about them.
So (I HATE how it has become a trend to begin interview responses with this filler, this time-buyer, before answering), the answers to those burning questions–Am I still hairy and do I shave my back every day? No, I moulted my pelage somewhere before or during puberty. I now have wings, but I will interchange humorous and serious stories every week. So please like, follow, share, and come back here often and leave your email for my first book’s release and to subscribe to this blog.