I am an artist, an author, an epileptic, a jeweler, a mother, a wife, I make unique dichroic glass jewelry.
I live with my kids, cats, and husband in Eerie, Pennsylvania. I live in the state of motherhood, just like I live in my tree lined neighborhood. My children keep me sane and drive me crazy.
I am an avid gardener. Many days I can be found playing in the mud. During harvest time, I obsessively preserve fruits and veggies for our long cold Erie winters. I like to watch the snow fall and I like to walk the rocky shores of Lake Erie. I have been known to bring home rocks and fossils bigger than I can carry.
Unfortunately, I have seizures. It’s simply a part of my life, as much as every other thing. I am an epileptic. It does and does not define me. It does affect me every day, like motherhood, like writing, like art, like clinical depression. I am an honest and frank person. I like to talk about it. I like to write about it.
I write fiction and non-fiction. I write essays, memoirs, novels, poetry, rants, raves, and short stories. I write whatever catches my fancy. And when I’m burned out on writing, I make whatever fanciful glass jewelry I can imagine. I like things that sparkle. I hang many crystal prisms in my windows.
Cat memes on the internet make me happy. I would like to win the James Joyce Award for Literary Excellence. I am quite proud of my own O’Leary heritage, if that helps. I would love the chance to further research my Irish ancestory in the motherland!
You can message me at firstname.lastname@example.org.