I’m an octogenarian and have been posting on Kalilily Time for twenty years (with some hiatuses).
NOTE: Comments below are from original “About Me” page, which I accidentally deleted.
I am a poet who has had jobs as a teacher, newspaper feature writer, local magazine writer, proposal writer, policy paper writer, state legislation writer, curriculum writer, PR writer etc. etc. While few of my jobs had “writer” in the title, because I was told I could turn “straw into gold,” writing always became part of my assignments.
Once I was married. I am a mother of two and grandmother of one.
I thought I would be driving a red sports car when I was this age. Instead, I drive an orange Honda Fit. Close enough.
I now live in a house that is not my house, with family who treats me royally.
Over the past decade, I have had my poetry published in a variety of small presses, including The Berkshire Review, Naugatuck River Review, the Ballard Street Poetry Journal, Common Ground Review, Quiet Diamonds, and Peregrine. Several of my pieces appeared in the 1998 anthology Which Lilith: Feminist Writers Recreate the World’s First Woman.
Once I was so much more than I am now. Betty Davis was correct. For a long while, largely because of Circadian Sleep problem, I felt myself losing myself as body and mind and associated abilities waned. I felt estranged from the talents that used to flourish so easily, isolated by distance and time from the friends who knew me well, and struggling to survive in what felt like an old age wasteland, devoid of play and fun and camaraderie with peers who are dealing with the same losses.
Drugs made the difference. And also, meeting, at age 82, my life’s soul-mate. So, things are good. Although I still can’t dance anymore (arthritis!)