Obviously, the photo on this page is not of me but the lovely Gwyneth Paltrow, who has been "cast" as me. Mona and I agreed to choose each other's actress, so I picked Nicole Kidman for her and she picked Gwyneth for me. They're both close in some ways, but I don't think either is quite right.
For one thing, Nicole would need to lift weights for a few months if she wanted to play Mona, who is built more like Linda Hamilton in Terminator II. As for Gwyneth, I don't think I look like her in the majority of the photos I have seen of her. Plus, she is so elegant and sophisticated, and I am not those things. But Mona made her casting choice based on a handful of specific photos (including this one) in which I will admit there is some degree of resemblance.
So, backstory-wise, I was born and grew up in the Great Lakes region of the U.S., "attended" two different colleges without graduating, changed my major 14 times and came out as a lesbian. My grades could be charitably described as "uneven," and I think my mother was just glad I wasn't literally flunking out. I had been going to psychiatrists for years and was initially diagnosed as hyperactive because my depression was not as noticeable, but eventually my mental condition was identified as bipolar.
That was a big step, but even then it took a while to find the right medication and along the way I totaled my car in the middle of the night on a desolate country road. It was a convertible and I was not wearing a seat belt so I probably should have been killed, yet in that moment Grace was kind to me. I was thrown unharmed into a corn field where I promptly got lost among the rows and ran in the wrong direction like an unnamed character in the opening scene of a slasher movie.
That was my low point, and I was actually briefly in a psych ward before finally getting on the right medication. And soon after that I met Mona who quickly became my anchor and rock and other stable metaphors.
So nowadays, heck, I am reasonably sane most of the time. So much so that Mona and I putting into action our long-discussed plan to get me pregnant. In our research, we learned you need a dude for that so we recruited my former boyfriend, Jack.
Let's see . . . what else should I say? Well, there's spiritual stuff and my weird dreams. And of course, there's the naked thing. I have had a lifelong compulsion to be in my birthday suit as much as possible. This is mostly just at home and among my girlfriends.
One thing I am really good at is making friends -- and keeping them even when they move away to all parts of the globe. I spend a lot of time talking on the phone, writing emails (and even writing actual paper letters that I put in the mail!) A couple people suggested I start "blogging" and so I did. It's like writing one of those multi-page family newsletters to send out with the Christmas card. Except I do it all the time.
At first I imagined that my blog would only be read by people I know in Real Life to whom I had sent the actual specific address. So I was a little surprised when I started hearing from people I don't know but who came across my site somehow. Being smarter than me about these things, Mona knew that would happen and that's why she insisted on the "fantasy cast" thing.
Most of my Real Life friends are female, but online I hear from lots of dudes. As everyone knows, most straight guys are really into lesbians (or at least the idea of lesbians) yet they each seem to think they are the only one. As long as they are respectful and not crude, I find it amusing to answer their probing questions.
You can read more about the above-mentioned topics or take the scenic route through my journal entries.