This blog is a personal study of writing and the rural life in a world run by metropolis. It's a record of experiences, a memoir of sorts, of woods and words. It seems the best career advice for writers may stem from the American Transcendentalists: to find what is inside by going outside and immersing ourselves in the beautiful. I don't remember ever deciding to be a writer, but since my high school days, I've been on a crash course (for better or for worse) to make my way through the world with a pen (and laptop) in hand, processing my experiences through the written word.
I grew up in northern Minnesota and went to college at a small liberal arts school close to home, graduating with a B.A. in English and Communication. Degree in hand, I set out for the distant shores of England, working for six months as a temp in the City of London, where I assumed I'd stay. However when I was offered a full time administrative assistant position in London, my heart led me back to Minnesota.
Now, I live with Andy in a small cabin on the edge of the Boundary Waters Canoe Area Wilderness, 55 miles from the nearest town. I work as a freelance writer and manage a small nearby historical museum.
My interests include writing, reading, radio, knitting, travel, cooking and baking, outdoor living, berry picking, 'locavorism' (which involves gardening attempts), and a general pursuit of happiness.
Since October 2009, Of Woods and Words has been my journal of a not-always-so-quiet life in the woods. Leave a comment so I know you stopped by and please, come back often.