Voices from the Past

I am surrounded by echoes. First, I'm reading through Jennifer Ashley's Writing Diary from before she became a Famous Writer(tm). It's actually helping. Not nearly as much much as her emails, which basically say, "don't worry, you can do it" without a hint of "you are driving me batty, you needy heifer." :) Actually, if Jenn calls me a heifer, it's usually done with love, not frustration.

The other voices are coming through, of all places, Facebook (friend me as "Deborah A Baudoin"). Somehow, I managed to hook up with 10 million people from my past. It's so bizarre, and yet, oddly entrancing.

But I'm still a LiveJournal girl, so don't expect me to play that farm game anytime soon, 'kay?