After 20 years writing documentation and training courses for Fortune 500 Tech Companies, I have come home to live on the coast of Maine. I still work, (Who doesn't?), but these days I spend my time training faculty, staff and students at Colby College not flying about the World (although that was terribly exciting in its day...). I have written courses, user manuals, white papers, presentations and business plans.
My passions are writing(anywhere, anytime, on napkins, in journals, on program backs, for pay and for pleasure...) and music (writing and performing); my loves are the Captain (searsportcharters.com) and my pets (Tasha, the Great Dane and Ariadne, Cassandra, Myra, Sooty and Ceasare - her feline siblings).
I write essays, short stories and articles; I can edit anything with words. In bits and pieces, I am writing my mother's and father's life stories. Their world was so very different from mine...and in danger of being forgotten by our geographically dispersed children.
My passion is ...
Writing (anything, anywhere) and Music (writing and performing)
I know too much about ...
Cruelty - and not enough about Kindness
My parents always told me ...
Never tell a lie - it will catch you up every time.
My childhood ambition ...
To be Sargeant Preston of the Yukon! (Or his dog, Yukon King...)
My favorite memory ...
Fishing with Dad on the Dead River - in a thunderstorm - with my clueless cousin
Why I write ...
Because I have to...where else would all these words go?
What I am reading/watching/listening to ...
The Once and Future King (5th time thru)...Pictures from the Hubble...Queen
My first job ...
Punching computer punch cards in college
My best moment ...
The birth of my son
My inspiration ...
Sunrise - whether I can see it or not - every new day
I have a packet of letters tied with green ribbon in the right-hand bottom drawer of my desk. The backs of the envelopes are covered with hand-drawn illustrations: peace signs, Crazy Cat lettering, flowers and smiley faces (the original ones). I scribbled the departure time and bus number of the Greyhound that took us to the very first Earth Day on the back of one. And the address of the old Stone coffee house in Boston where I played my first real audition is scrawled in red ink on another. "I miss you!" streams raggedly around the corner of one particularly fat one. Some of them contain ...
More..Melinda Regnell
Member since: August 2006
Articles Written: 2