Casey Jones – so nick-named after that Grateful Dead song “Casey Jones” by the reformed hippie and former dead-head I call my loving mother – which in my opinion, happens to be one of the greatest songs in rock-dom.
I like to say that I am a writer and a poet, so therefore I am a wroet. I read banned books, trashy romances, best sellers, and classic literature. I am a lover of words (my own or others). I am terribly snarky. I eat too much Ben & Jerry’s ice cream. I am loud, sarcastic, and wonderfully witty, random to the great amusement of my friends and those around me, Irish and German – which does explain alot about me, and a devotee of the Converse Chuck All Stars.
I call Walker, MN my hometown – though I have left a large chunk of my heart in Munich, Germany and in Salzburg, Austria when I visited there back in 2006. I am counting on going back there someday to retrieve said missing bits, that and to drink coffee so fabulous that American coffee is nothing more than brown water in comparison.
Currently, I am nothing more than a poor college student working towards her degrees in both Creative and Professional Writing and English - I am telling myself that the poor part of all this is practice for my future as a starving writer.
