About Me and PWTP.


Who am I?  I would say if you asked 10 people who knew me, they would all say 10 different things.  

I’m in my late 30s and proud of it.  I move around a lot because I’m restless.  I went to a Big Ten university in the Midwest.  I am known to be a hard worker by my colleagues.  To some, I am a loyal friend. To two special girls and a handsome young boy, I am a mother.  I’ve loved and lost and somehow bounced back.

But despite all these labels, I really don’t know who I really am.  This blog documents my journey toward greater self-awareness.  It’s about doing the best I can, and when I can’t do anymore, letting go and keeping it moving.

I had an active imagination as a child.  I pretended to take pictures when I was very young.  Sometimes I used my Fisher-Price toy camera with the flash do-hicky that spun around.  Other times, I used my ViewMaster camera.  I always wanted to be behind the camera, not in front.  It was too painful and a bit too vainglorious.  

I used to watch my father snap photos.  I wanted to be like him…I wanted to have a camera of my own.  I thought he was something of a magician, creating memories like that.  I got my first camera as an 8th grade graduation gift from my parents.  I spent my allowance on film and batteries, taking pictures of everything and everyone I cared about and of nothing in particular.  I didn’t get my first digital camera until well after my oldest daughter was born.  And I didn’t get my first DSLR until recently.  

Like photography, I write because I don’t know how to really do anything else.  I started writing in 6th grade when my aunt Diana (RIP) gave me a blank journal in which to record my thoughts.  I struggled during that time with boys, my changing body, my emotions, a new school, a new home, a new community…and with a simple gesture, she gave me the tools to help me sort all these things out. I’ve been writing ever since.  I wrote throughout high school and college.  I kept numerous journals, but I was never really self-confident enough to believe that I was good enough to write for an audience, which is funny because I was a pretty good grant writer for a long time…I guess that counts, yes? 

At this juncture of my life, I photograph images and write to exorcise my demons.  I write to connect with people.  I write to disconnect from toxic, selfish, insecure people.  I take pictures because it makes me happy and it helps me to sort out many of the questions that keep me up at night.  

 To summarize, I am a GenXer, former grant writer and project manager who became disillusioned with the pretentiousness of the world of work.  I am provocative. Introspective. Passionate. Curious. I am an aspiring photog. I am a student of astrology and tarot. I am a blogger. I am in love with life, my children, music, tattoos and piercings.  I will call you out on BS, which is why I was known as the bullshit detector.

I love interacting with new (preferably sane) people.  You can find me on Twitter, or you can use the contact form to get in touch with me.   I also have a Facebook fan page…please go check it out and click the Like button!

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10 thoughts on “About Me and PWTP.

  1. Just to let you know…you completely inspire me. It must be a Gen-X thing…definitely a friend thing. I love how you put yourself out there. And even though we haven’t seen each other for YEARS, I feel like we are back in Joan’s class. I get you…totally.

    I feel the same way you do about writing and finding oneself. Started in college majoring in Communications /Journalism/Radio and then chickened out, never feeling that I would be good enough. Are we perfectionists to a fault? Do we over-edit ourselves? Or maybe fear got the best of us? Whatever the reason, I do believe that now is the perfect time to get our “voices” back.

    I have always admired the way you express yourself. This blog is such an excellent outlet and I think, the best venue for you… get your feet wet and share your passions at the same time. You are a smart, beautiful woman (even though I, too, feel like the little girl ). Can’t wait to see more and read more. Hell, I might even start a little blog myself..hee-hee. I would only hope to reach the caliber of skill that you have. Good luck to you, my friend. Love ya!

    1. Thanks, Lish, I appreciate your comments and your support. *Hugs* For the record, I always felt that you were the best writer out of the group, with your own unique style and voice. Plus I really loved your red hair. I wear red locs now and it suits my personality….a little sweet, a little spicy, and very unafraid.

      It’s funny that you said what you said about chickening out when it came time to pick a major. I, too, wanted to major in Journalism, but I was so intimidated by the reputation of NU’s Medill School of Journalism that I didn’t apply to the program. I got accepted to NU’s College of Arts and Science, and settled on an English major. For the record, it wasn’t what I envisioned, but defintely a means to an end. A lot of writing? Yes. But I really hated literature by the time I finished my 4-year tour. I’ve stuck with it over the year by taking jobs where I’ve been forced to refine my skills, and all of these experiences have colored my overall style. Most importantly, writing is in my blood, and I can’t run away from it.

  2. Those of us who know you, know exactly what you are: You are everything. The sum of all your talents and experiences; the completeness of being in a life that you’ve both created and been exposed to.

    The question is, what part of you do you wish to emphasize or let be predominant now.

    I learned as I’ve made my journey that trying to define myself as one thing or another has always been a losing proposition, that every so often “someone” that I didn’t know existed reared his head, out of a mind and body that I thought I knew. It was only when I accepted these various and sundry things that came seemingly out of nowhere, that I found some measure of happiness. I believe this is what’s happening to you.

    Instead of asking “who am I?” ask the question “who do I want to be?” I think the answer to THAT question is more reflective of you in total.

    1. Thanks Amber – we have all come a long way from those crazy days in Evanston. And the best thing about it is that we can all help each other shine in one way or another. It’s a testament to the enduring bond we share as NU alumni.

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