About Me: Mary Sue Meadows

Poet, Writer From Eastern Kentucky. (Yup! A Real, Live Hillbilly!)

In May, a squirrel that lived in a pine tree I cut up dug a hole in my skull and made a nest in my brain. Been living there ever since. And, now, it’s convinced me that this chainsaw muffler burn is really (he-he) the bat signal, in disguise. Photo by Mary Sue Meadows

Hello! Thanks for reading my slop!

I swore I wouldn’t do one of these “About Me” stories because it seems kind of weird to write about myself like this. But, heck, I’m gonna steal that slogan I gave a poetry group I’m tryin’ to start:

Why the poodle not? (!!)

(That’s my new favorite phrase, by the way.)

Actually, I’m just writing this “About Me” story because I’m totally selfish. I just wanna share this cool list of tools I know how to use because it makes me seem cool enough to use the tools I know how to use. Know what I mean?

Because, that’s what people do nowadays — (right?) — on the internet.

Because it took a bit for me to compile this list, okay? Seeing as how I had to scan almost every year of almost every decade of my life to make sure this was a comprehensive I’m-a-hillbilly-so-you-better-look-at-this-list! kind of list. I mean … I wrote it out and couldn’t figure what to do with it, so I tucked it on my ko-fi profile, but it barely gets read there. So, here I go, walking barefoot through the yard, dragging that dang list back out, so I can tie it here so it can wave like flag on my profile so I can become like…