06-02-14I am an English major with a minor in Linguistics. At this point in my life, I’m not really sure what I want to do post-graduation (which is next spring), but I’m debating between going to grad school to be a speech therapist or getting my teaching certificate to teach English as a second language. I really want to review books (or blog, since that’s what I do here) professionally, and I’m kind of working on figuring out how to pull that off. Although, frankly, I think that I would enjoy being a freelance editor/proofreader.

I grew up in western North Dakota, in the middle of what is now the Bakken oil field. I graduated high school in a class of 22–yes, you read that correctly: 22 students. I participated in things like music, speech competition, drama, FBLA (Future Business Leaders of America), and a couple of seasons of track and field, but as a whole I tended to avoid participating in a lot of things because (1) my focus was elsewhere, and (2) it was hard to be very involved when we lived on a farm and raised cattle.

Even after growing up in the country, on a farm/ranch, with cows, I don’t consider myself  a country girl or a cowgirl. I don’t own a single pair of cowboy boots or a cowboy hat. I don’t listen to country music, and I guess I’m not especially interested in mudding, 4-wheeling, dirt bikes, rodeos or… I don’t know. Whatever the hell else is considered to be part of that. It’s just not who I am, nor who I’ll ever be. It took me until I was a junior in high school to learn how to appreciate the beauty that is my state, and I will admit that sometimes–especially when I’m home–I really miss the hustle and bustle of summer-time/fall-time farm work. But I think that it’s because I’m not involved in it at all anymore, I’m kinda homesick after not moving home for the summer, and Grand Forks is lame.

For the record, that doesn’t make me a “city girl” either. I find that I particularly dislike the way that people feel the need to categorize everyone into these neat little boxes–as if people worked that way. I don’t fit into boxes, and neither do you. Anyone who thinks you do doesn’t know you well enough, and keep in mind that the same goes for anyone you’ve categorized as well.




I have two brothers, one older and one younger. The elder has been married for going on 4 years and is a brand new daddy to the cutest little guy I have ever seen in my life. He and his family currently live in Watford City, which is approx an hour and a half away from where my parents live, but are planning on moving onto the family farm next year to join my parents in working it. This is especially surprising, because Milo’s so mechanically disinclined and has always been more city-oriented that I never would have guessed he’d move back.





My younger brother unfortunately committed suicide in October of 2010, a trauma from which I have yet to recover–and honestly, don’t genuinely expect to. He was 16, and a junior in high school, and it’s really hard to believe that it’s been 4 years this fall since it happened. I still cycle through the stages of grief, and I rarely touch acceptance–and I can never get a full grasp on it even when I touch it. I spend a lot time flopping between denial (which manifests as the refusal to think about it), anger and sorrow. I’ve got a long way to go.


I am dating a wonderful man by the name of Kirk (who is, indeed, named after the initial Star Trek captain), and I love him tremendously. We have been dating for just over a year now, and it’s been interesting. We’ve been through a lot together already.

Currently, I am working at Maurice’s in the Grand Forks mall, and I rather like it there. It’s legitimately part of my job to try on clothing. How fun is that? And a 40% discount (which also applies at Dress Barn!) is pretty awesome, too. But jobs are important. Like really important. Especially since I’m broke.


Fun facts:

I’m allergic to dust, mold, pollens, cats, hydrocodone and adhesives kinda. And garlic makes my tummy hurt.

I have adopted a corn snake named Aurora from a friend’s roommate. She’s kind of a brat, but she’s cute anyway. I like her. =)

I am addicted to Facebook games, especially the stupid match-3 ones. Bagh.

I am a Pinterest addict. So many pins, so little time.

I like tattoos. And when I say I like tattoos, I mean I really love them. I have a few, and I want a few more. I’m just biding my time until I have some more money. It unfortunately makes my mama cranky. )=

The semicolon is my favorite punctuation mark.

I listen to film scores to relieve my anxiety when it acts up.


  • Color: maroon, but cerulean is a close second
  • Poets: are Pablo Neruda, Saul Williams, Robert Frost and e.e. cummings
  • Top 10 Authors: Laurell K Hamilton, Rob Thurman, Karen Chance, Allison Pang, Diana Rowland, Gail Carriger, Maggie Stiefvater, Kate Griffin, John Green, and Anne Bishop. Although Dianne Sylvan, Simone Elkeles and Scott Westerfeld are really good, too.
  • Bands (currently):  All Time Low, Motion City Soundtrack, Abandoning Sunday, A Day to Remember, Marianas Trench, Mayday Parade… uhhh… yeah. Sparks the Rescue, The Summer Set, and Panic! At the Disco are all up there, too. And… other stuff. Yeah. I like music. A lot.
  • Songs (currently): “Patience” Abandoning Sunday; “Carolina Summer” Chase Holfelder; “Words” Abandoning Sunday;  “Remembering Sunday” All Time Low; “I Surrender” ADTR; “Somebody I Used to Know” Gotye; “Someday” The Summer Set; “I See Fire” Ed Sheeran; “Radio” He is We; “Miserable at Best” Mayday Parade
  • Animal: kitty-kitties ^-^
  • TV Show(s): Close tie between Sherlock and Doctor Who. and Torchwood. and Supernatural. yeah… lol
  • Cartoon(s): Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends, Adventure Time, Bob’s Burgers
  • Celebrity(s): Benedict Cumberbatch, Tom Hiddleston, Emma Watson, Emma Stone, David Tennant
  • Comedian(s): Ellen DeGeneres, Amy Poeller, uh… Bo Burnam… uhhmm…
  • Movie(s): The Princess Bride, The Breakfast Club, Pretty in Pink, Sixteen Candles, The Wedding Date, Leap Year, The Emperor’s New Groove, The Avengers, The Fifth Element, 10 Things I Hate About You, Megamind, The Prince & Me, Letters to Juliet…

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