My Deepest Darkest Secrets

Dudes. Get real. (And I mean that only in the friendliest way.) But, come on: you think I'm really going to spill my deepest darkest secrets ON THE INTERNET?!!! My parents might read this, for heaven's sake! Or else some creepy weirdo--ick. (Note to creepy weirdos: shoo. Go on, now. Shoo.)

I guess the biggest secret I want to pass on--which as I've already admitted is not really a secret--is that AUTHORS ARE JUST NORMAL PEOPLE LIKE EVERYONE ELSE. Well, all right, maybe not normal. But, okay, listen. When I was in college, there was a girl in my psychology class who was always going on and on about how she knew Madeleine L'Engle. About how she'd had dinner with Madeleine L'Engle, how she'd received letters from Madeleine L'Engle, how she'd talked on the phone to Madeleine L'Engle. . .you get the point. (And if any of you are now saying, "Huh? Who's Madeleine L'Engle?", then go read A Wrinkle in Time, for heaven's sake. How have you survived thus far without it?!)

ANYWAY, that's very cool that that girl knew Madeleine L'Engle. Bully for her and all that. But we ALL know cool people. Hopefully we all ARE cool people (except for that girl in Psych who really needed some new conversation openers). But just because someone floats about in the public world, that doesn't make him or her any better than anyone else; and for the record, I think this applies as much to Jennifer Aniston and Brad Pitt as it does to Madeleine L'Engle. My point? Enjoy books, enjoy finding out about your favorite authors, enjoy life. But just remember that we're more alike than we are different, you know? We're all just doing the best we can.

So here are some pics of me in all my dorky glory, which I share with you as proof of the above.

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