A-to-Z Challenge: O is for TypO

CV Grehan gettin’ minimal here.

I’m present, with pencils, just like high school–back when school buses were powered by oxen.

(Time permitting, here’s where I’d insert a team of oxen with a photoshopped bus number on their flanks, and a stop sign that flips out. What a chuckle we’d all have.)

Minimal.

Mock memoir title.Writing, editing humor. Text and dog art by CV Grehan. Blank yellow pencils by canstock photographer Leaf, csp0009019.

 

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A-to-Z Challenge: B is for Bio

BiohazardWelcome to day two of the A-to-Z Blog challenge.

B-Day. Biography.

You might notice there’s no ABOUT tab on my still wet website.

Talking about myself. Not my thing.

Recently, I was tasked with writing a brief bio. I won’t get into why because that would feel so autobiographic. I did try. I spackled words onto the screen, smeared them around, scraped them off. I took a stab at a humorous anti-bio, like you sometimes read: “NYT best-selling author … when hell has snowplows.”

I mined bios on social media, looking for ideas. I could mention my spouse, my pets, my pet causes. My ticker-tape resume of non-writing jobs. I could state what I eat, drink, cook, or grow, but there are levels to be specified. Categories of degree.

Enthusiast. Expert. Connoisseur

Explorer. Seeker. Wannabe.

Lover. Addict. Obsessor.

Some bio-writers are keen for us to learn where they dwell on the intellectual bell curve. They decorate their bios with scholastic acronyms. Kite tail credentials. And why not? If you paid for it, put it out there! I like when IQ’s are offered. I wouldn’t dare do this, because I might meet you one day. I suppose I could Jenga-extract the dusty shoebox off my high closet shelf and post my cache of report cards from St. Martin’s Elementary. Proof I once got an A.

Personal quirks are an important component of any social media profile, but must be offered strictly as clues: Myer-Briggs type. Astrological sign. Major Arcana Card. Figure me out, People of Earth.

The Fool

I see the pattern here. My pattern. I’m procrastinating again. Been at this a full hour and no closer to producing a bio. I did jot down my favorite brand of pen but what does that reveal about me?

I’m a story teller. Truth twister. Hyperbole enthusiast.

Skilled, I’ve been told. Committed, solidly.

If you write fiction then you know I’m bonkers to endure the anguish this career inflicts.

I’m here, though, I’m getting it done.

That’s all this Fool has to say, apart from, I’d rather get to know you!

Tomorrow is C-Day. Stay tuned for one my cheesier, poorly executed, Photoshop Procrastinations. And, to make up for today’s post, minimal text.

 

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