Why? Who wants to know?

I want to be mysterious on my bio page but that seems silly as I reveal everything on the blog. Whoopsy! I like animals, children, and people who are kind to waiters, animals, and children. That doesn’t mean I like waiters. I live in the Pacific Northwest part of the United States at the moment while vaguely considering reinventing myself in Detroit. Very vaguely. I’m interested in writing, reading, films, gardening, and eventually learning to play the banjo. While I am modern enough to write a blog, I do not understand all this new-fangled social media folderal. No. I don’t want to be your friend or follow you. Why don’t you follow me for a change?

Develop an interest in life as you see it; in people, things, literature, music–the world is so rich, simply throbbing with rich treasures, beautiful souls and interesting people. Forget yourself.   ~Henry Miller

P.s. I’m still waiting on the rich treasures.

3 thoughts on “Why? Who wants to know?”

  1. your conscience said:

    who gives a shit about you?? nothing matters u self-important shit ball! dont u see that???

  2. Hey, Amber, if you were the editor of Cranky lit mag, would you drop me an email at david@thefirstline.com? If not, apologies for the interruption. Thanks.

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