I’m sure if you’re here, reading this, than you read the last post about the evolution of this blog, but let me take a moment to tell you a little about me before I start letting all of my inner turmoil splash across your screen.
My name is Meghan. Spelled the right way. With an H. (I know, I know. If you’re name is Megan or any other variation, you’re ready to argue with me right now, because your spelling is “clearly” the correct way. But it’s not. And it’s okay. We can still be friends. Haha.)
I was born in Winter Haven, Florida (a little known fact), but was raised in and around Houston, Texas. I will always be a Texan, but there was a part of me that also longed to be back here in Florida. And a few years ago, I made that dream a reality, moving to Port St Lucie (along the Treasure Coast).
I have been a book blogger for… it’s crazy to think… almost eight years. Based on my definition of success, I’ve done a pretty good job of it so far, and plan to continue on, a little stronger than I have been as of late, and I’m always changing things around. (If you’re interested in books, you should check it out.)
That wasn’t really before blogging became cool or anything, but it was a long time before my friends (or anyone I met really) could understand WHY that was something I had chosen to do. (I still have friends who just don’t understand, and they will change the subject every time I mention it.) I guess blogging is something like hanging out with your mom (something I do a lot)… you can only be so cool doing it.
Let’s see… I’m a daughter, sister, and aunt. A fur-mom to my gorgeous Mia, who is pretty much me… if I had four legs, a tail, and whiskers. A book editor. A chef without a professional kitchen. (A purveyor of delectable fare and pulchritudinous confections.) An avid reader and learner. Obsessed with big words.
I am opinionated. Mainly about how people should be to their fellow man. Some of that based on emotions and things that I have witnessed, some of it based on my faith.
I often call myself a work in progress. I’m not fixing myself or creating myself, but more finding myself, having been lost for so long among the big noise of the world we live in. I’ve been lost for a long time, wandering aimlessly… but, eh, that’s another story. (I might tell you about that one day.)
I love hot tea, peanut butter, British mysteries, reading, and gardening.
I am obsessed with flamingos, anything Disney, Halloween AND Christmas, and villains.
I am passionate about a lot of things. Just start a conversation with me and you’ll find that out quick. I also know a lot of random information that no one in this crazy world is interested in but me, and that fact doesn’t really stop me from sharing it with random “victims.”
I am creative and yet creativity scares me (another thing I may discuss one day)…
And I am clearly terrible at talking about myself.
I tend to be sarcastic, sometimes without even realizing that I am being so. (I apologize in advance.)
My largest claim to fame has been *drum roll*… In high school, I was voted most likely to stand on a street corner and offer people stickers…
and all these years later, I’m still a huge fan of stickers. But they were wrong. I have an awful hard time sharing them. Sharing them means that they are no longer here, which means they are gone, which means I can no longer enjoy them… yeah, that’s a tough one.
So… I started this blog because I wanted a place to express myself, in lots of ways, about lots of things, a place that I could call my own. A place where I belong, even if it’s a place that I created myself.
I’m not here to make money, to sell you anything, or to obsessively look at my blog statistics (I have never been that way about the book blog either). I’m just here to share. Not a lifeSTYLE blogger, but a life blogger.
I can’t promise that you’re going to love, or even like, all of the things that I have to say, but together we may learn something about ourselves and this world we live in, together we may grow.
I don’t share my thoughts because I think it will change the minds of people who think differently. I share my thoughts to show the people who already think like me that they’re not alone.”











