Born and raised on a 200 year old farm, I never thought I’d go anywhere in the world.  Sure, I figured I’d go to college, get a career of some sort, but nothing along the lines of travel, and certainly not moving away from the farm.

I’m a country girl.  Not the kind you hear about in songs, or the stereotype you see with cowgirls and their ye-haw stuff.  Maybe farm girl would be a better way of putting it…  My whole life, I have felt the call of the land.  When I’m outdoors, it is as if I can hear this wonderful world we live in breath.  I’ve sung alongside coyotes, bolted over brush with deer, and danced to the chorus of the night.

And in those in between moments, somewhere between school and wandering through the woods, I’d write about the unseen world of the fae.

Not surprisingly,my life’s changed as I’ve gotten older.   I am 22 years old and a recent pre-med biology graduate from a small women’s college.  I found myself thrown completely out of my comfort zone when I left for college in the city three and a half years ago, but now think of that city, complete with all its disorienting noise, kind of like a second home.

Just as I did throughout college, I keep my books and my little yorkie, Bear, close by for company and writing support.

After a family trip to Ireland in Fall 2011, I vowed I would return to the Emerald Isle again someday.  I didn’t know when, but I knew I had to go.  I left my soul among the hills, even while my heart remains tied to the farming land and my mind to that college town.

When one of my friends joked about traveling in Ireland the summer after we graduate, it got my heart to racing.  The joke turned into an idea, then a plan.

Now if only I can survive novel edits long enough to travel across the ocean.


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