I’m a would-be writer who has put off serious writing for far too long. So this, my first teeny-tiny step into the blogosphere, is a rather huge symbolic step for me. It’s my Neil Armstrong moment.
Otherwise, I can tell you that I live in the great Commonwealth of Massachusetts with my husband, in our second floor condo with a seriously cool projection TV, on which I watch far too many things. Including some very bad reality shows, which I am strangely unashamed about. We’re living in a postmodern era, so low culture is the new high culture, right? I could write an academic paper on it and make it seem legit.
Things I love: my family; my friends; spending time with my nieces and nephews; my husband’s sense of humor; British television; good wine; good conversation; intelligent journalism; walking around in the wonderland that is IKEA; novels by E.M. Forster and Wallace Stegner; tipsy late-night shopping at the 24 hour LL Bean store in Freeport, ME; travel; Ireland; London theatre; Seamus Heaney’s poetry; risotto; my iPod; being near the sea; frosting.
Things I don’t love: ignorance; gluten; political fearmongering; violence; celery; using public bathrooms; ninja movies; going to parties where I don’t know anybody; smoking; injustice; water that escapes from the shower and makes a puddle on the floor; falling down; loading the dishwasher; colonoscopies.
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