I don't know what one is supposed to type into a little box that would be interesting. I don't like boxes--that probably IS my story. No one really does though; we all poke out little breathing holes and stick out feet out of the bottom when we get shoved in some corrugated category.

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I don't know what one is supposed to type into a little box that would be interesting. I don't like boxes--that probably IS my story. No one really does though; we all poke out little breathing holes and stick out feet out of the bottom when we get shoved in some corrugated category.

Here's the blah-blah part: what I do professionally is to help people. What I do for fun is varied: write poems and short non-fiction, read, play piano, take photos, pet animals and try and forget about everything else that chases me through the day.

I've had some publications, I've had some poetry read, I've had a few photos shown. I've been blessed with good friends and family (including the four-legged kind). My life is made up of mixes of some hard work, but probably more just darn lucky-ness.

I've taken to photography because it's one of the few things I can visualize and then kinda execute--I'm not a good painter for exactly the opposite reason. My blobs of red never looked like a flower at all. One of my photo instructors said, "Good photos are way of seeing something in a way no one else does. Great photos are a way of capturing something that no one else ever thought to do."

Hmmm..something to aim for. :)