About
I’m a wife, a mother and a dieter. I live in Kentucky. (Somewhere with the initials B.G..) I read and write and mother my child all from the safety of my home. (Did I mention I’m also an agoraphobic?) I dream of being a published writer. (lulu.com may make that dream a reality in the next month or so.) I’ve had many dreams that never came true, but I’m keeping my fingers crossed on this one.
I really like my computer, video games, and the Internet. I really love my daughter and my husband. I love my mother because she’s my mother, in spite of all the grief she gives me. The rest of my family is long gone. You will hear some about all of them in this blog. Eventually.
I watch a lot of tv. I don’t cook. I clean as little as possible. (My idea of housework is keeping the child from ripping the carpet up or flooding the house with juice. Otherwise. . .I’ll do it later.) My husband is very good at all of the domestic stuff. (Thank goodness.)
To sum up I’d have to say I like my life but don’t love it. Who does? Anything and everything could be better. I want to be richer, smarter, prettier and nicer. I don’t want perfection, but I wouldn’t mind questing after it.
Okay. Many, many people have e-mailed me asking me about the title of my site and blog. ‘Why Odd Still Life?’ they ask. ‘That’s just weird,’ they say. Well, where the frak were they when I was making out my registration form for the site address. Anyway, here it is.
1) I’m agoraphobic. That’s an odd way to live. I’m often very still. I don’t like to go outside by myself at all. (I do take my child out to play but then I’m not by myself am I.) So, I basically live ‘an odd still life.’ 2) What actually made me think of the title was something from my youth. When I was a little girl my father operated a grocery store in a small town in Alabama. One of the people who worked for him was a guy who was a real artist. (He was spooky as all get out and I really liked him. I thought he was magic. I was six.)
Well, he painted a picture. A huge still life (aha!) of a cornucopia — you know, one of those big horns filled with fruit and vegetables and flowers and stuff; usually becomes a centerpiece for an autumn table. It was very dark and strange ( perhaps a bit ODD! ) and because of the atmosphere (we used a wood burning heater) it became darker and darker over the years. (It hung over the kitchen table in my home from the time I was six or seven until I was 18, or 19. Hmmm, wonder why I turned out a little warped?)
Thus and therefore; voila: The Odd Still Life, oddstilllife.com, and The Odd Still Blog.
That’s the wherefore and the why, bye-bye.
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