When I was twenty-two, my marriage was falling apart. My life was a shambles. But even as my marriage was ending, my brother-in-law’s was just beginning. As my twenty-second Christmas approached, he and his fiancée asked that I take their engagement pictures, which I was happy to do. I love photography and at that point in my life, I hoped to be able to earn a little extra money from doing something that I loved. It didn’t work out, but maybe that’s all for the best.
Day: October 22, 2012
Oh, twenty-one, that eagerly-anticipated age of majority. I’m actually not sure which age young people look forward to more, eighteen or twenty-one. Both ages are ages of majority – at eighteen you can vote and smoke and get your driver’s license if, for some reason, you don’t have it already (because, believe it or not, I know a few other people who finished high school without one). But at twenty-one, you can legally drink, and I know many people who anticipate this event with as much, if not more, excitement than the ability to drive.
I’ve been again. The interrogator extraordinaire was none other than the zombie master himself, everyone’s favorite sock puppet, Splinker. That’s right, in a new feature called “Someone Else Who Isn’t Me!”, I’ve Been Deader author Adam Sifre interviews other authors and today, that author is yours truly. So pop on over and have a read! We talk steaks and books and killer dust bunnies. There’s even an excerpt from The Lokana Chronicles. Leave a comment! After all, even zombies love comments. 😉
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- The interviewer interviewed II (kateannejack.wordpress.com)