About “The Nerd”

Hey all! I just realized that many of you whom have been kind enough to stop in for regular visits might have no idea who the psycho is who sits behind my keyboard, having stream-of-consciousness discussions with her muse, ranting about the public, and getting easily distracted by butterflies and bright, shiny things.

A few facts about me:

I’m heading into (or am in it now? I still don’t know what “middle” age really is these days…for some, 18 could be middle aged, of course that meant they would be dead at 36) my mid-40s — turning 45 this October. Wow, can’t believe it — although my uterus sure seems to know its time to stop the long run it’s had these last 30+ years. I’m thinking about donating the useless thing to charity. Anyone need a spare fallopian tube? I have two, used only on a monthly basis. Some wear and tear only.

Married nineteen years now. Hubby, two kids – both officially in the throes of teenagerdom. Or is that teenager”dumb”? Not sure. Actually, I can boast that, unlike most of the youth today — I have purposefully ruined their chances of becoming complete losers and sycophants so many parents are willing to churn out today. Because, you see, I’m also a teacher (do you even need to ask what subject I teach??? Hints: Lexicons, Dictionaries and Thesauruses are my best friends!) While other teenagers are growing fatter, lazier and ruder, I can proudly say mine are thin, active and very polite. They were taught from an early age that rudeness is akin to a request for a personal butt-kicking — from both my hubby and me. So, that put an end to that type of behavior early on. No wild haircuts, tattoos, body piercings, saggy pants, pants with words on the seat, expletive language, dumb T-shirt sayings,  either. And cell phones? Forget them! (see “The death of ‘no'”)

I live in the mid-western area of the United States, in the heart of suburbia, amongst a throng of middle-class folks. I have a male cat (see: “Fat Bastard”), and a male beagle ( see: “Sweet Boy”). I’m into early nights, quiet cul-de-sacs, real friends who don’t act like idiots, preschool kids who don’t scream, neighbors who keep beer cans and toys off my property, and generally any activity that gets me to bed by 11 pm.

I’ve only started this blog recently, but am finding it my new favorite addiction. I enjoy reading others’ posts, especially those that showcase my weaknesses in writing: things I am trying to develop better in myself. The biggest thing in my life (other than childbirth) is the creation of this blog and the first time in my life I’ve had the chance to share my writings with others, with positive results. For a long, long time, I never wrote anything. I honestly didn’t think I was qualified to call myself a “writer.” Nor did I think anyone would care to read my words.

If you really want to learn “who I am”, then I invite you to follow my posts entitled: “Conversations with My Muse:…” They explain a lot. I am not a fan of head games or misrepresenting myself to others, so what you see there are all the facets of my true self, slowly emerging. Some might sneak up on you slowly, others might just scream for your attention. But, they’re all me.

Any questions? Just ask — anything but my real name. That’s a secret, still!

The Nerd


9 Responses to About “The Nerd”

  1. Samantha says:

    Hey Nerdy =)
    Nice to read a little more about the lady that makes me laugh with her words, and her muse, and her poems about her pets.

    About age… my favorite quote is, “growing older is mandatory. growing UP, is optional!” =)

    ~ Sam

    • wordnerd45 says:

      How true! And I’m glad to be able to make someone laugh. My “inner comic” has been having a ball with this — I blame my muse for that one.

      PS: you should listen to her after she has a snootful.

  2. Bill Reed says:

    See your doing some rnovation of your little space … Nice! 🙂

    • wordnerd45 says:

      I can’t seem to find the right face for my words, ya know? I do like the font of this one.

      Times New Roman is soooooooo 80s.

      • Bill Reed says:

        Hey the eighties were some of the best times of my life! I have also been renovating my space and I’m really beginning to like it!

      • wordnerd45 says:

        Remember big hair and the MJ sparkly jacket and rhinestone glove?

        Wow, what WERE we smoking?

        I’m gonna take a peek at your blog now.

        The Nerd

  3. glenchen says:

    Thanks for your comments on my site. Glad to get in touch with other writers out there. I’ve got about a decade on you, but as they say, “It’s not the years, it’s the miles….”

  4. Just wanted to stop by, wordnerd45. Don’t know your real name, but you gave your age?? Well you are still a youngster! I just thought I’d stop by to give a shout!

    I don’t have too much free energy these days… my day job is pressing me like it never has ever. Still, I haven’t seen you around, so I came lookin’.

    I guess I think u r a writer, too.


    • wordnerd45 says:

      Thanks for stopping by! Day job has you busy, huh? I guess that’s a good thing, money wise?

      Age isn’t anything I’m ashamed to admit. We all grow older, against our will. And since I can’t afford plastic surgery, I have decided to willingly embrace my laugh lines and saggy skin with grace.

      The Nerd

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