About Me

Lynne Favreau, abbreviated

Here are a few things you should know about me. I started this website because I was bullied convinced by all the marketing overlords strategist that a writer must have all their social media ducks in row on a platform so we can shoot them and win large publishing contracts (or something like that).

But really, it was an election year (2012) and I didn’t want to lose anymore friends or family on facebook, so I began blogging here instead where it is much easier to ignore me. And since I was going to blog I thought I might as well keep all my eggs in one basket and build a website. Which I had no idea how to do—yet ignorance never stops me. I’m what you call a self-learner so I’ve plowed ahead, built a site, and here you are.

I write novels, none of which I have finished yet. Life has interrupted the process a few times with death and cancer and the unexpected arrival of a little man I said I’d nanny for a year (he’ll be two soon).

No more excuses, I’m steadily working on revising my third WIP, The Illusion of Marriage and hope to finish soonish, which is relative to nothing since I’ve been saying that for quite some time now. Come November I pause all other work to participate in NaNoWriMo. You can read about my NaNo win 2012 and NaNo win 2013.

I love NaNoWriMo because it frees me from editing while I write—something I normally do obsessively. At 50 thousand words in 30 days there’s no time for that kind of nonsense. I’ve won the five years I’ve participated. Along with my friend and Nano Municipal Liaison- Sara heads we run the WriNoShores group, which is loosely the NaNoWriMo region of Essex County, Massachusetts. Sara and I met through NaNo and became fast friends. This is a fantastic group of wonderfully talented, kind, and thoughtful people. I could talk about them at length but this is an about me page, not about them page.

What else do you want to know?

I have a B.A. in Writing and Literature from UI&U the Montpelier campus (this campus closed 12/2012) an A.A. in Early Childhood Education from NECC, and certificates in Jewelry from The North Bennet Street School and in Faceting from GIA.

I once upon a time ago, owned and operated a faceting shop called Crystal, Form, and Habit in the Jewelers Building in Boston. Alas, I am no longer able to perform detailed, fine, or repetitive motion work due to RA.

As life would have it, when one door slams shut on your fingers, another opens. If I hadn’t lost the use of my hands I don’t know that I’d have ever gone to college, or taken up writing. So there’s that. And whether that’s a blessing or curse has yet to be determined.

I’m married (21 years now), a mother to two girls, who as of fall 2015 will be a college sophomore, and a high school senior. They are brilliant and lovely young women. Couldn’t be more different from another. One a tall, light, rock-climbing, women’s and gender studies advocate, the other a petite, dark, lacrosse playing, social butterfly. That’s some crazy-shit genetics is.

Cliché adages aside, I feel fortunate to be who I am, live where I do, and have the freedom and rights afford to me by the Constitution of the United States. Woe to those who mess with it. I have a blog and I’m not afraid to use it.

P.S. White privilege is a thing. No, you don’t have the right to own high powered, multi-round firearms which serve no other purpose than to kill many quickly. If you think otherwise to either of the first two statements–you are being willfully ignorant and are a danger to society. My reproductive organs and how I make use of them….IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Comments

  1. Oops … I probably should have mentioned that I now have a sister blog to Don’t Put Lizards In Your Ears called Science of Parenthood where we take all those theorems and principles you learned in middle school science and math class and use them to explain the many mysteries of parenthood. We post daily!

  2. Lynne! Thanks so much for stopping by my Don’t Put Lizards In Your Ears blog. I’m loving yours as well!!

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