I don’t have much of a “bio”. No awards, or contracts with publishing houses, or five star reviews (except for a few on Amazon). I don’t have letters after my name either, no English degree, no Ivy League schools. I haven’t worked as an editor, or as a writer, never published any articles. After reading other bloggers’ bios, I have decided that mine is pretty average, ho hum, boring. So read on at your own risk.
I spent thirty years in IT and now I like to call myself a writer, because I’ve written three books and this blog. You be the judge.
I like to read, and I like to read good stuff. Serious women’s fiction, and comic women’s fiction, and anything written by Jonathan Franzen or Scott Spencer. Books that Oprah recommends are usually good reads, books either men or women would like, and books that get both one and five-star reviews on Amazon. A book can only be great if a lot of people hate it.
I’ve been a reader since I was a little kid. That’s because I was a loner. And that’s because I didn’t have many friends. And that’s because I was kind of strange. In the end, I decided to conform and become less strange, but in hindsight, I would have been better off if I’d just rejected the call to be sociable and continued down that strange path.
There was a climbable tree in my backyard when I was a kid. I nailed a board up in the branches so I could climb up there and read. That’s a little strange, in itself. To this day, I’m not quite sure why I did that. The library was a couple of blocks from my house, and I walked over there a lot. There was a youth section upstairs and I was pretty much a regular there.
Then I grew up and went to college, and soon after graduating became a wife and then a mother. I decided to be strange again, grew my hair long and hung out with artists and made sand-casted plaster hanging pots and turned the house into a macrame jungle. In the late seventies I became a women’s-libber and went back to school and learned how to be a programmer. That’s what they called us back then. Programmers. Then it was IT Professionals or Developers. Now we, in this esteemed profession of the middle class, are referred to as “butts in seats”. That’s why I decided to retire early.
For the same thirty years I was in IT, I have also wanted to write a book. Finally, after thinking about it for a very long time, it seemed like it might be good to actually do something about that. No snap decisions for me. I wrote my first novel, which gave new meaning to the phrase “this sucks”. While I was writing my first novel, the idea for the second came to me. The two stories were written in tandem, more or less. The second was published first (by me, after receiving lots of rejections) and the first was re-written.
Write what you know. That’s what they always say. And what do I know? I take snippets of characters and events, real or imagined, and create fiction. I observe people, hopefully I’m not staring too much, and make up stories about what is happening with them. No one wants to read about the exciting world of IT, but even that can fill up a chapter or two. It seems easier, also, to write about locations I’m familiar with so I write about my hometown, and where I went to college, and places I’ve lived.
So. I’m a self-published author, and I dabble in photography (“dabble” being the key word here). I believe I can recognize good photography but in the digital age, it doesn’t take much to snap a pretty good photo. That must piss off a lot of really talented photographers. I’m interested in photo editing and I’ve created my own book covers, and formatted the files for both POD books and ebooks. That’s the advantage of having background in IT, being semi-technical.
In 2011 I started this blog. It’s been growing steadily but hasn’t exactly gone viral. There is so much good stuff out there in the blog world, it’s a challenge to be competitive. One thing that had to go was the goody-goody bio that is being replaced with this more tell-it-like-it-really-is.