I grew up on a farm in central Kentucky surrounded by fields full of tobacco, cows, and corn. I will forever be a farm girl at heart but I've lived in the city for enough years to know that I probably won't ever be able to live in a place that doesn't offer Chinese food delivery and three-minute drives to the nearest grocery store.

I've loved to write for as long as I can remember but I stopped for several years due to some severe word blockages in my head. Once I managed to clean the pipes, the words came flowing out and I found that the process of transferring them to paper and computer screens had a calming impact on my spirit.

Flannery O'Connor once said “I write because I don't know what I think until I read what I say.” I have found this to be true. When I am anxious, scared, stressed, or otherwise frustrated I often can't make sense of my thoughts until I grab a pen or a computer and give the words a conduit to escape my brain. Many times what I thought was vexing me isn't actually what I write about. Funny how that works.

Where does that leave us? I'm not sure. Feel free to browse the blog posts and see if there is something here that inspires you, makes you feel something, or pisses you off (I have a knack for that).