So, What Now?

Honestly, I've never really done this before. Hoping that's not automatically, transparently obvious. I'm assuming everyone will automatically crowd around to hear the amazing tales of my day to day life, but then again, do you really have time for this?

I'll start by introducing myself. I'm Nancy Whetstone, 42, married, two grown kids. I recently transplanted to Texas from Kansas. I used to write a lot, I was even published, but now I only dabble a little with a poem or two every now and then. My muse must be exhausted.

I work part-time in a library and am not officially a librarian, that's just easier to type than Library Technician. I've done library work for over 8 years. My husband Terry is a pilot and works as a flight instructor. Both of us are disgustingly unappreciative of our jobs. Eh...it's a living.

I make custom jewelry, not costume jewelry. What's the difference, you might ask? Costumes help you pretend you're someone you're not. Custom means that your style is you, and you are your style. Confused? Good. That's how I like ya.

I intend to show several pieces of my jewelry on this blog and also urge you if you're in the area to visit Sisters of the Earth and Sea in Harker Heights, TX. There, you'll find my work for sale and some nice girls who will help you get in touch with me if you want something made just for you.

I'm also planning to subject you to some of my poetry, plus those annoying lists everyone wants you to read. I love lists, I write them all the time. Usually they look like this:

Potatoes
Soy Milk
Cereal
Go to post office

...but here, they'll be better than that, I promise! I love Heavy Metal music (Korn ROCKS!!!), old-school dance music (all right, disco), and true crime books. I'm seriously into What Not To Wear and Project Runway, and am currently pining away for the new P.R. season to start. However, do not misconstrue this to mean that I'm ultimately stylish. I tend to rebel as much as I possibly can. It's all I got.

I also have to say something about my cat Rainy every now and then, and may talk ad nauseum about my kids, Jenessa, 22, and Erik, 18. You just have to know 'em to love 'em. Before you knock it, try it, I say.

And now, a poem...

POINT OF EXHAUSTION

You and I
have so much in common--
things not evident
to the casual observer.
You drive through life fast,
in control, smoke and dust
billowing behind you.
I sit still inside,
just trying hard to breathe.
But
we both concentrate
on our favorite
prepositional phrases.
Take it in, push it out.
Get past it, make it through.

--Nan Whetstone