Photo by Wesley Kirk
I am a writer and this is my website.
The name of the site, and its subtitle, is pretty self-explanatory but you clicked on “about” so I know you want details. You will find those details below this very sentence and I hope you enjoy them and that they make you very happy.
I wanted to create something like ABC’s The View, but without Barbara Walters. Also, instead of five nettling women—it would just be my view. Furthermore, it would be online instead of on television. I didn’t want to risk anything after the DTV switch.
I come from a long line of writers. I’m told that both my grandfathers had checkbooks, and while I’m too young to remember—I’m certain they had occasion to write in them. My mother recently wrote this letter to the Commissioner of Jurors: “No, thanks!” My father once wrote a letter and put it in a bottle. He drove to the Jersey shore and threw it into the ocean. Later, he would discover there was only one set of footprints on the beach because Jesus carried him. My younger sister wrote an unsuccessful graphic novel depicting these events. My older sister is adapting it for a children’s book. I wish her well.
The ingredients for this website are as follows:
1. My blog, occasionally updated.
2. A compendium of my essays, columns, articles, & stories.
3. A photo of candy by S. Sakata.
4. My Twitter feed.
5. And more!
William Faulkner used an Underwood five (pictured above). I’ve always thought that he had too many letters in his last name. Regardless, I like to think of myself as a younger, thinner, non-alcoholic, less male, unprofessional, Northern, de-mustachioed, futuristic version of William Faulkner (without all the critical acclaim). No one else had made this comparison…yet.
You might want to ask me why am I writing this blog when there are so many other blogs that have already been blogged? You won’t be able to ask me though, unless you know me personally. Or you could leave that question in the “comments” area, I suppose. Or I could just answer it here, so you do not need to go to the trouble.
The answer: I prefer people judge me when I am not in the room. I want you to think about me, hard. Whenever you visit this website, I want you to read my sentences one after the next in the order they appear, until the bottom of the screen appears. Then I want you to stop. You are free to mentally compliment or insult me at that time.
In exchange, I make many promises to you. The one I will keep is to never write about my pet dog, though I own one. She has her own story to tell someday.
Cordially,
Laura Jayne Martin
