About

I’m a woman, first and foremost. In being a woman, I am also a mother, sister, daughter, wife and friend to very few. I am a full time working person. I have issues. I smoke and curse and drink. I like to write. Sometimes I like to make people uncomfortable. Most times I do that through writing. Or do so then write about it. I’m very short (4’9), and sort of hate when people taller than 5′ call themselves short… bitch no. I have a temper that could bring you to your knees and I am the most fiercely loyal person I know. If I like you, that is.  I don’t have a “normal” life, family or personal history. I don’t even know what normal is, it probably doesn’t exist.

I am surrounded on all sides by addiction. Two of my brothers and my father are addicts. My mother is addicted to one of my brother’s addictions. I’m addicted to staying the fuck away from all that, thereby isolating my little family of three to an island of “we don’t have time for your bullshit so go away”. I write about this most often. Because it is all-consuming.

I love to laugh. I love to make other people laugh. Often by being sarcastic, or sadistic, or in otherwise socially unacceptable ways. Singing is my passion. Not my hobby, my passion. If music isn’t playing, I’m not happy. The volume on my car stereo doesn’t go loud enough for my liking. Buffalo sauce is my favorite food. Yes, you read that right.

I had my daughter when I was 19 and left her father 2 months later and raised her by myself for almost 5 years. Then I met my husband. The three of us are so damn tight you couldn’t fit a sheet of paper between us. My daughter and I are even tighter than that. She is my best friend (now 9 years old) and I don’t give a shit what you think about that.

I’m Amanda. Nice to meet you.