I’ve been writing a blog in my head for most of my life. Of course, when I was younger, blogs didn’t exist, so I found it a weird thing to do. I’ve written the first entry to this blog dozens of times, while washing dishes, pulling weeds, brushing my cat, and so on. Now that I’m actually doing it, I don’t remember what I was supposed to write. Choosing a name for the blog took a lot out of me. All of my great ideas were already taken. I think I like “Penluck” though. I like potlucks, and it’s basically the same idea. I certainly don’t want to limit myself to one kind of story. The blog I’ve been writing in my head defies all categories. This is how it begins.