She…

I am Caitlin Carrigan, though I prefer to be called Roast Ham.

I’m completely against my own tendency of blogging, but given that I am also extremely anti-authority, I now do it just to spite myself. Is that really why I have chosen to wax poetic on this here bad larry of a cyber stage, you ask? No. It is because the world has yet to realize I should be paid to think.

This will be my finest hour!

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Sigh…someone told me I should actually inform you of my inner workings here, but I ache to refuse such disclosures. Yet, if your curiosity persists;

I am Caitlin and I hope I’m a less than horrendously pretentious writer.

I’m a fiction writer (love it endlessly), have been a freelance writer for almost five years (hate it mostly), and I recently returned to professional photography after a two year hiatus. I write what I think and I think almost exactly as I speak.

Did that phrase make sense? I’ll ponder that a bit.

I also can’t juggle. It’s a handicap I’ve learned to live with.


One Response to “She…”

  1. I juggle too. I can do one, working on two my hope is to be at three before too long.

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