I grew up in the sleepy town of Centreville, MD in the middle of a 200 acre farm, living literally in the middle of nowhere. I might gripe and complain about it sometimes, but really I loved every moment I spent on my father’s farm. When I was child, until the time I was 13, there was an old, rickety barn in the back field that I used to play in – and that year I turned 13, it was torn down. I grew up with a fond love of horses, and had a pony named Dusty and a horse named Whinney that I often took on long rides through the woods, and quite often pretended to be on some daring adventure with.
My childhood dream was to be an actress, so I auditioned for all the plays I could while in school, and later attended Washington College in Chestertown, MD where I gained my BA in Drama. I stage managed for most of the college stage productions, and sometimes I even doubled as one of the actors, though in some very minor roles. There I made some great friends, Billie Rinaldi, Kelly Beckwith and Rachel Roll, and we considered ourselves the troublesome foursome.
College life, for me, was pretty tame. For my senior year of college I had planned to go abroad and do an internship with one of the various theatre companies, but halfway through my research I discovered that my mother was diagnosed with terminal kidney cancer in the spring of 1995. I put my plans on the backburner to stay close to home, since Chestertown was only 30 minutes away from campus, where I was living at the time. That year was particularly rough for me as I dealt with the possibility that my mother could go at any time. I graduated in the spring of 1996. I had two good months after that before she passed away in July of 1996. I lost a part of myself with her passing and took it especially hard.
A few years after college I volunteered at the Church Hill Theatre in Chestertown, MD, working with Sylvia Maloney, the former wife of one of my college professors. I had the fortune of working on several productions there: Little Shop of Horrors, Man for all Seasons, Picnic, Arsenic and Old Lace, Barefoot in the Park, Love Letters, Bell, Book and Candle, South Pacific and Three Men and a Tenor. I performed in Picnic, Arsenic and Old Lace and Love Letters and stage managed the rest. After four seasons of volunteering, I decided to take a break and haven’t been back in the theatre world since, though I’ve been jonesing for it something fierce lately.
In the fall of 2003 I bought a house with my significant other in Glen Burnie, MD, and the deal turned sour – a fact mentioned lengthily within my Live Journal. I moved out in the fall of 2004 to my very own apartment, where I lived for a year. I enjoyed hosting a number of parties and hanging out with friends, but my job situation was such that I had to give it up. I now live in Bowie, MD with a former co-worker and her family where they try their best to make me feel welcome and a part of their family every day.
I am an active member of the online community as part of an interactive fiction environment, running a text based role-playing game called Cuendillar MUSH, based on Robert Jordan’s Wheel of Time series and operated with the permission of the author, which was started in 1997 and still exists today, and playing on a text based role-playing game called Firan MUX, which I joined in 2000 and joined Firan’s staff not long after joining. In the past, I have attended and organized the FiranCon event where many members of the Firan gaming community come together for a weekend of relaxed fun.
These days I’m aspiring to be an author, attempting to put a story down on paper that’s been plaguing me for the last three or so years. I made my first attempts, outside of the outline I made three years ago, to put things down on paper in November 2006 during National November Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) and only managed to get just over 5,000 words rather than hitting the 50,000 word goal. However, recent events and opportunities have opened which have made me find a new motivation for writing, that’s just too hard to pass up.
Of course, that’s not all there is to this country bumpkin turned city mouse – as I’m sure my friends can tell you, but that’s me in a nutshell.