Welcome

It's an interesting thing, writing to a crowd of no one; carefully selecting words while simultaneously hoping and fearing the future brings readers.  Sweet readers.  I think you're all lovely.  Thanks for being here.

I'll say now that, as far as I can guess (how far can you guess?), it's rare that I'll be speaking to you in this voice. I'm going to take more of a storytelling approach.  That's what this blog is about.  Taking my days and turning myself into a haphazard heroine as opposed to what I actually am, which is a common day desk jockey.  That's part of the truth about me right there.  I should tell you all now, because you'll discover soon enough that there are few secrets between us anyway.  I'm plain.  I am not a glossy socialite, beautifully rough and tumble farm girl, or soulful starving artist (though I sometimes wish I was). I don't think I possess any made-for-tv quirky idiosynchrasies, and other than my capacity to find stories (or have stories find me), I tend to think I'm uninspiringly average.  I live in the city.  I work a nine to five job.  I take public transit.  My winter coat is black.  I think that's why you might like me though, but I'll let you judge for yourself.

I suppose you may be wondering about "Pigeons and Apple Cores".  The explanation is somewhat reasonable, though multi-factoral in nature: 

1.  The first 10 names I picked were taken.
2.  These items are both things that have 'flown' into the back of my head within the past year
3.  Reason #2 gives you a good idea of the type of stories that find me, so I think it may set the tone fairly well.

Thanks again for reading, Reader.  I won't keep you, but I hope you hang out for a while.

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