I’m a little sister of a big brother – my first and most engaging playmate. I was at least as interested in GI Joes as Barbies, and found killer football waaaay more fun than playing princess. One of my favourite childhood memories is of my brother and I tossing toy soldier paratroopers off a high cliff (at least it was very high in my child sized brain) and chasing after them over and over again. Yep, I was a hard-core tomboy right from the get go.
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I had this t-shirt in high school, on it was a graphic of a guy’s face stretched and distorted in G-force. I can’t get that visual out of my head as I try and get this website (and a whole writing career) up and running. I keep bashing up against my own ignorance, and the pull of inertia, the status quo of my current life, seems just about insurmountable. I feel torn apart in my efforts to reach escape velocity. 
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