
When I first arrived at Blogher yesterday morning, a solid 5 minutes passed before I saw another man. It was a bit unusual at first, but then I kind of got used to it. And then, all-of-a-sudden, a guy walked by me. We kind of stared at each other for a little longer than usual - in the same way that you would stare at a long-lost twin if you happened upon him/her on a busy city street.
It was pretty funny.
But back to the topic at hand - being a guy at Blogher... more
I am a storyteller, writer, librarian and countrywoman. I have lived in West Virginia over 30 years and have done the things you read about in history books--growing tobacco, making molasses, living without electricity.
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