I went to college. There, I found a friend who was slightly bemused by me. She said, “You are the most brilliant ditz I’ve ever known.” Well. I’m not sure I’d call myself either. I just have a lot of stuff churning in my head at all times and sometimes I have to verbalize it all to get it out. This makes me appear to be a goofball who’s bouncing off the walls. My dad called me “effervescent” once. My husband will tell you I’m a goofball whether I’m bouncing off the walls or not.

Anyhoo, while I’m supposed to be typing my little fingers to the bone (for my regular day job of medical transcriptionist) OR focusing on my current projects like The Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil and Boudica, I followed my bliss as usual and blew bubbles instead: