LJ Idol Week 0: Introduction
I'm Kori.
When I was small, I asked my mom what the people who write books are called, and she told me "Those are authors!"
My answer to "What do you want to be when you grow up" was always "An author" after that point. Now I'm thirty-five and it's still my answer, though I've tacked on new answers despite that lifelong dream. In addition to being a child who wants to be a writer, I'm a licensed psychotherapist. Some days I can't believe they pay me to do my job and other days they could never pay me enough. I specialize in suicidality, self-injury, and LGBTQ related issues.
These past two years I became comfortable calling myself an artist, because I've finally sold art. I started with selling a few paintings, and then met another dream I've always had in becoming a dollmaker. I create dolls by needlefelting roving wool and other found materials. I've made and sold close to fifty, and it's brought me a lot of joy.
I love to make music. I sing, but have awful stage fright, and I play the ukulele and guitar. I'm learning the dulcimer.
I have a lovely family, both blood and not, and love my husband (you'll see him here too, n8tastrophe) and my cat Ghost with my whole heart.
I love magic, the sea, cats, foxes, witches, the moon, tea, tarot, yoga, elephants, art, odd numbers, the smell of rubber, dolls, miniatures, my porch, music, outer space, and horror. Above all, I love to write. I tend to float toward the macabre, so you'll see quite a bit of that here. I believe I've entered this thing four times. I've lost twice, won once,and had to prematurely leave once. It's always a thrill to have reasons to write.
When I was small, I asked my mom what the people who write books are called, and she told me "Those are authors!"
My answer to "What do you want to be when you grow up" was always "An author" after that point. Now I'm thirty-five and it's still my answer, though I've tacked on new answers despite that lifelong dream. In addition to being a child who wants to be a writer, I'm a licensed psychotherapist. Some days I can't believe they pay me to do my job and other days they could never pay me enough. I specialize in suicidality, self-injury, and LGBTQ related issues.
These past two years I became comfortable calling myself an artist, because I've finally sold art. I started with selling a few paintings, and then met another dream I've always had in becoming a dollmaker. I create dolls by needlefelting roving wool and other found materials. I've made and sold close to fifty, and it's brought me a lot of joy.
I love to make music. I sing, but have awful stage fright, and I play the ukulele and guitar. I'm learning the dulcimer.
I have a lovely family, both blood and not, and love my husband (you'll see him here too, n8tastrophe) and my cat Ghost with my whole heart.
I love magic, the sea, cats, foxes, witches, the moon, tea, tarot, yoga, elephants, art, odd numbers, the smell of rubber, dolls, miniatures, my porch, music, outer space, and horror. Above all, I love to write. I tend to float toward the macabre, so you'll see quite a bit of that here. I believe I've entered this thing four times. I've lost twice, won once,and had to prematurely leave once. It's always a thrill to have reasons to write.