Something about me? I knew a guy who wanted to put a ceiling fan in his pickup truck. For serious.
I was born the son of a sharecropper…err…no, no I wasn’t. I was born in East L.A…..no, not that either. I was born in Erie, PA 40+ years ago. I grew up in Northern Indiana, went to college in East Central Indiana and now live in Southwestern Ohio. I have no understanding of time zones and hate them with a passionate fury. Also, not so keen on spiders and needles. Needle-bearing spiders who ask me to tell them what time it is in California are right out.
Call me Ishmael…no, no, I’m doing it again…call me Kathy. Nice to meet you.
If you haven’t guessed yet, I’m odd.
Real Deal Backstory: I grew up in Northwestern Indiana, in a very small town (population as of 2010 census is around 3,700). Because of this, I have a tendency to side-eye shows that try to pass off places with populations of 10,000+ as ‘small towns.’
Also, my hometown is in its own timezone — as is another small town seven miles from it. Since I now live in Ohio, this only impacts me when I see my town listed on internet blogs/forums as an option for setting your personal clock. I usually pick my home town out of a sense of loyalty.
And, actually, I’m from an even smaller town outside of the small town that was on our mailing address. That place has a population of maybe 12? Depending how you figure population. The main landmark is a grain elevator.
These days, I live in the big city! Well, a big city. In Ohio. Dayton, I live in Dayton.
Explanation as to the Blog’s Title: Doomsday Writer is a play on the title of a 1980s men’s adventure series called Doomsday Warrior.