Observations from the Invisibility Cloak

When I was 28 and writing poetry, I wrote a poem lamenting the feeling that I was invisible because I was no longer the youngest, cutest thing on the block --- and I had become a mother. Now I'm in my sixties and really invisible. And I like it!

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Uh oh, another step down a new path.

This is the first time I've ever blogged.  It seems to be one of a series of new things this week, including publishing my first book on Kindle.  It is not the first book I ever wrote, not by a long shot.  But it's the first I decided was close enough to the way I wanted it to see the light of day.  Now we'll see if there's anyone else who likes to read historical lesbian fiction --- or would that be lesbian historical fiction?

As my teaching career is winding down, I am allowing other parts of myself to surface.  I think I'm going to like this.