I've been writing in this blog for about a month, so I suppose it's only proper that I introduce myself. My name is Heather and I'm a 25-year-old Georgia State grad student working on my masters in communications. I have long blonde hair, love strawberry Pop-tarts; warm, sensual massages and...
Did I get your attention? I hope so. ...Because actually, my name is Jim and I'm a 48-year-old high school teacher living in Buffalo, New York. I teach a social studies class and just recently decided to fall into step with the rest of the crowd, doing this "blogging" thing...
Well, not really. My name is Caroline and I'm a former copy editor for the Phoenix Gazette. Now I'm a stay-at-home mom still trying to make it as a writer, doing character profile research for my first novel.
...Which isn't quite the truth. My name is Terrence and I'm a social worker. I'm also an African-American of same-sex persuasion. My experiences on the periphery of life have led me to question what makes the rest of the world tick.
Actually, I am none of the above, although this entry might give away a little bit about me nonetheless. And possibly a little bit about yourself. Consider for a moment to visualize the different personas above, and ask yourself if they affect your perception of the words and ideas expressed in this blog. ...No? ...Yes? And if so, why? I'm leading up to something, of course -- more on this topic later...