Hello, I’m Kim.
I am many things, as are we all. Both our own selves and the sum of experiences and the influences of those around us. Granddad used to tell me bedtime stories about the Moloch. He’d met H G Wells at a Fabian Society meeting. Dad & I used to spend hours out in the garden trying to find Jupiter with a poor telescope. What else could I do but get hooked on Science Fiction, read Astronomy at University, and end up working in IT?
I have always loved both writing and drawing/painting. Mum was a poet and Dad was a trained artist, so I guess I got all that from them. Reading avariciously was, however, an aberration in my family. If there is text in front of me, I have to read it.
Otherwise, there’s a family to run and chickens to feed and to talk to (they are far more communicative that teenage boys, believe me). I am a feminist, married with children and with a re-ignited career. In many respects, blogging has become part of my actions to grab a bit of ‘Kim’ back from the demands of family and work.
And, yes, my husband sells cheese.