[about the author]
i actually like speaking in front of large crowds. freakish,
i work crossword puzzles in ink.
i am the american nigella lawson. or maybe the american eddie
izzard. can't decide, really.
i would be a really good mom, but i'm cool with being a really
i am sometimes more perceptive than i would like to be.
i am fiercely loyal. sometimes, stupidly so.
i never play dumb. never.
i am way too hard on myself.
i am a change agent.
i sometimes cross that fine line between assertive and aggressive.
i am not afraid to tell people that i love them.
i am militantly pro-choice.
i am pro-adoption.
i know a little bit about alot of things.
i typically enjoy the company of men more than women.
i am capable of being really mean and nasty, but i fight it.
i am a lifelong cubs fan. do not laugh.
i have been known to hold a grudge.
i have hips.
i am not my sister.
i am lousy at forgiving myself.
i am an indoor kind of gal.
i am a bargain shopper. to the point of obsession.
i am 32 flavors. and then some.
where blogs come from
this blog is "born" monday through friday, between 8:00 and 9:00 am. eastern time.
although my day at the office starts at 8:00, the office itself doesn't open until 9:00. so, that gives me a 60-minute window of opportunity. assuming there aren't any important pressing work-type things that i have to do before 9:00. and, honestly, there usually aren't.
the ideas come during my 37-minute rail commute. it's not until then that i let myself start to think about what i'll write that morning. i like it to be as spontaneous as it can be. whatever comes to mind during that red line ride is what you get that day.
once i sit down at my desk, i practice what i lovingly refer to as "gut writing." i sit down with an idea of what story i'm going to tell, and then i type for 60 minutes. and then i title it. and then i post it. sometimes i remember to spell check it first. but not always.
i try not to do too much editing, or polishing, or rewriting. sometimes, if something is really bothering me i'll make a change [for example, i left a word out of yesterday's post. a whole word. i couldn't stand it. it made me crazy. so i edited it.]. but, for the most part, i just put it out there. then, i go back later and read it and say, "well, i wish i'd done that a little differently," or "hmm, i could have conveyed that idea better with this word." and then i try to remember those lessons for the next time i write. i guess it's trial by first draft or something. anyway, i like to think that this process is going to help me improve my writing. but that's just some idea i had. i don't know if it works. i'm not suggesting you try it at home or anything like that.
by now, you must certainly be wondering why in the hell i'm telling you this.
because the winds of change have blown my way.
i know that some of you who come here regularly are used to seeing a new post up first thing in the morning. however, i'm afraid i'm about to throw a change-up. see, there's this massive, obnoxious, oppressive project at work. they're actually making me work. hard. every day. for a month.
clearly, they have no concern for how this stupid work-type thing will impact my ability to meet my obligation to you, the blog-reading public.
again i say to you: bastards.
at any rate, this means my hour of free-writing time is no more. poof. vanisho. el goneo.
so, bottom line: what does this mean for you, the tequila mockingbird consumer?
well, it means that new posts will go up every evening as opposed to every morning. so, you know...um...i guess that's it. i know, i know...earth-shattering stuff, right?
i just wanted to be sure you're looped in.
so. consider yourself looped.
and look for a new post here monday after 6:00. that's pm. eastern time.
and as always, thanks for stopping by.
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