Every time I hear about someone going “On Tour,” my mind immediately goes to being Miss Penny Lane, on the road with Stillwater in Almost Famous.
So naturally, when Jenny (from the Beards) announced the Bunker Punks were going on tour, I’m thinking epic road trip, party all day, sleep all night, vacation from Toddlerville!
But, no, instead you get to tour my head. It’s ok, it’s still a trip.
What is your most prized possession?
Tackling the hardest question right off the bat! I will openly admit, I have a veritable FECKTON of SHITE. Seriously. I have had crap in storage for over a decade. Lots of reasons: Mom died, Dad sold the house in West Virginia and downsized to an apartment in Texas, blah blah blah.
Also I’m the breed of military brat who is a borderline hoarder. The stuff has always made the home, because we never had a home of our own.
But the truth is, although I have much of the family history in letters, photos & antiques, it’s all just stuff in the end.
If there was a fire & it all burned, but my babies & my husband were safe and sound, I’d still be blessed.
If that’s too fecking cheesy, then I’ll say these bracelets. Because I never ever ever take them off. So in the event of the fire, I’d still have these. Bonus: one came from my high school BFF & another from SisterCat. So sentimental & stuff.
(See what I did there?)
How do you unwind after a long day?
Interesting… It changes, I think. Usually there’s some wine. Maybe I’ve gone to yoga. Maybe Hubs and I get some cuddle & TV time. Much of the time he falls asleep first, and then I get a little time to do whatever I feel like. Watch whatever I want. Read whatever I want. Stay up chatting with friends who are literally scattered across the globe.
So, short answer: Me time. Which usually results in staying up way past my bedtime. File under #momproblems.
I write about it a lot, because music is so important in my life, and so tied to memories. Although I could come up with at least a Top 10 list, easily, I’m going to play by the rules and pick “Sing”. You know, that song from Sesame Street.
The lyrics are so hardwired into my brain that I easily plucked them out as a lullabye when my son was born, although I probably hadn’t heard the song for decades. I’ve hopefully wired up my Rebels the same way.
And it’s beautiful, sound advice, by the way.
If you could give one piece of advice to new bloggers in your field, what would it be?
Well, this flows nicely from my song choice! Here it is: Know that it’s ok if you have different facets in your writing. You’re a human being and we are fecking complicated. So there’s no reason to be frustrated if you are serious one day & all you’ve got is silly the next. Just put it out there. Stay true to YOUR voice & your audience will respond.
Just sing your song.
Now that you’re famous, we need a quote from you.
Because I rock an alter ego, I’m going to give you two. One from my beloved Douglas Adams, and the other is all Serendipity, baby.
|I may not have gone where I intended to go
but I think I have ended up where I need to be.
|When ANYTHING gets bent out of shape it’s hard to play with it.