Attempting to live and breathe for an audience of one
I’m constantly trying to figure out who I am. Should I go by my Twitter bio?
Jesus follower, wife, mother, daughter, Haitian-American, Presbyterian (PCA), Beatles fan, pop princess, non-mommy blogger, suicide survivor, and more…
My Twitter bio only allows 140 characters so I’ve always wondered what I would add as “more” if I had unlimited space. But I also want to define how I describe myself in my Twitter bio. So here goes nothing… Continue reading “Twitter bio and more…”
I’d like to think that I’m especially good at something, but really, I’m especially good at not much.
I’m very much a retainer rather than a giver. A sponge rather than Santa Claus. I absorb information rather than disseminate it. I’d like for this to change. I’d love one day to teach a class on writing. But I don’t even know how I do it myself. Then I wonder if I should teach a class on editing. But I decide that it’s one of those things that I’m better at doing rather than telling people how to do. I don’t even know where to begin.
