…Or, how this blog got it’s name.
You see, a long, long time ago, in a galaxy…Wait, scratch that, somewhat cliched.
OK, this is what really happened. I lived in this really big house with a 4-year old, and an 84-year old, and a 24-year old and a 20-year old, and a dog, and a cat, and every single one of them seemed to believe that Cinderella (that was me) was thrilled to bits to clean up after their messy selves.
The 4-year old belonged to me, and I was working on her responsibility and cleaning and respect skills, and the 84-year old was my grandfather whom I was caring for, and the cat and dog lacked opposable thumbs. Therefore, the majority of my frustrations regarding the state of the house centered on the 20 and 24 year old. I don’t need to mention that they were male, right?
I was, as well as being a full-time mother and full-time caregiver, a full-time college student striving to maintain her 3.74 GPA. And they weren’t. Any of the above.
My naturally sarcastic wit was sharpened to a rapiers edge via the written word during the six years we spent together; (although I will still lose EVERY verbal fight I ever have, don’t even TRY to beat me at a written one!)
Oftentimes, I would leave long, type-written notes on the refrigerator door, BEGGING for assistance; pointing out the fact they all lived here, etc etc. (The biggest problem was that I wasn’t their mother, and they didn’t want me to act as if. However, since they acted as if their mother was in the next room waiting to pick up after them and she wasn’t, it fell to me to harass.)
I have written a number of essays over the years. Five or six have been published in THE STATEN ISLAND ADVANCE, in a column they used to have called The Woman’s Forum.
No! I am NOT a math geek. I have a hate/hate relationship with the stuff as a matter of fact. With the exception of appreciating a good 1/4 inch seam….
However, in 2006, I discovered this series of novels, and after having read them all, felt that I needed MORE! For some reason, I began searching for more information, and discovered the world of Fan Fiction. I endeavored to write a little story of my own, which took the characters from Stephanie Plum , by Janet Evanovich, and I resolved all the loose ends that Janet Evanovich insists on leaving dangling!
I found the entire experience satisfying. And 129,000 odd words later, so have the wonderful ladies I have met on some of the fan fiction boards. My little story took on a life of its own. I haven’t written much fiction, nothing that I can recall indeed since college. This was a lot of fun. However, my quilting and scrap booking have taken a long break while doing it. If you are interested in reading, the story is ‘published’ at http://www.fanfiction.net/~aliaslaceygreen
And of course, once bitten by the bug, well… I have a few other short stories, one other completed mid-length, and another, even longer ‘novel’ length, alternate universe Stephanie Plum story.