With eight older siblings and one younger brother, I grew up notoriously quiet but secretly wild, playacting my favorite stories and writing some of my own in the woods behind my family's farmhouse. Originally from a small (very small) town in Ohio, I moved to the much larger Orlando suburbs kicking and screaming at the age of fifteen. It turned out all right in the end and I'm still here, now with an adorable husband, two useless cats, and an unhealthy reliance on air conditioning. While I'm not old enough to be President, I am too old to sit on the floor without cracking joints when I stand. As a Midwestern Southerner, I've attained Level 9 Politeness and prefer my iced tea sweet.
Still notoriously quiet, though. Not nearly so wild.
Drawing was a habit I picked up in high school and improved through some coursework in college before ditching it for a degree in History. Other inexplicable hobbies include running, watching paranormal reality TV, and checking-out twice as many books from the library as I will ever end up reading.
Maybe I wanted to be a volcanologist as a kid. Maybe I still kind of do.
