So yeah I wrote when I was little, but it wasn’t half as interesting as candy cigarettes or fishing or building Lego cities. Can’t say I was a tomboy, liked dressing up. Can’t say I was a girly girl, hated makeup. Refrigerator boxes were skyscrapers, quarters were ghost zappers, and Abel’s Island was the best book in the universe.
Taught myself web coding in my teens and good thing too—it’s my day job. That college degree in photojournalism? In the closet somewhere. Or the trunk of my car.
Come from a family where your name—the honor of your name and the standards you live by—is important. As in, IMPORTANT. Some days, I feel like the only person in the world who still believes in integrity. Some days, someone proves I’m not. I love those days.