My name is Rachel, even though I don’t like it (don’t think it suits me). You can call me Shadoan, if you like, or Rae, or Rach, or something of your own devising. I was born a writer, I suspect, and I’ve spent 23 years doing basically everything but writing seriously. I have trained as a dancer, a singer, an actor, a pianist, a harpist, a flautist, an artist, a pilot, a computer scientist, and now a design ethnographer. I can learn how to do anything (or so I have convinced myself). I’m still working on trapeze, surfing, and finishing what I start. I cook a lot–and most of the time it’s delicious. I crave adventure, and get myself into more trouble than I’m worth with exploration and curiousity.
I’m currently living in Scotland–but my heart lives by turns in Oklahoma and Berlin. I’m hopelessly American–but I don’t hate that anymore. I think a lot, generally shifting through ideas faster than anyone else can keep up with, so I often come across as barking mad. I’ll try to warn you when I’m about to randomly change subjects. I am strange and curious and generally inappropriate–my new Scottish friends think I’m hilarious and (probably) vulgar. I consider myself an open book, easy to read. This is causing me a great deal of trouble as an ethnographer and as a leader. I am trying to develop a poker face and to be quick with my lies. But here, in this little window on my life, I am hope to keep the openess I have so prized for so long. Ask a question and I’ll answer to the best of my abilities. Let’s write a story together.
Now about you. I know there are at least 30 of you out there, clicking through my blog, lurking in the intertubes. It would be polite of you to introduce yourselves as well. (If you don’t want to introduce yourself in the comments, you can email me at rachel (dot) shadoan (at) gmail (dot) com.)
Hi. You know me through LJ, IRL (beta alum)…we’ve met face to face at least a few times.
Me? Do you really want to know? Well, ok…
34 years old and going grey. Not very tall. Addicted to chocolate. Moody. Fickle. Generous. Impatient. Tee-total (not out of choice, due to allergies). University drop-out. Fully qualified Clarks childrens shoe fitter. Photographer. Mum. General dogsbody. Prefer to eat off blue plates. Youngest of five siblings. Gemini. Real name Abby. Known as Babs to my family. Wife (for the second time). Great-Auntie. Keeper of poultry. Always secretly wanted to be the girl from Flashdance. Excellent at wasting time online. Non-materialistic. Unimpressed with people’s new gadgets. Completely skint. Happy (most of the time). Never broken a bone. Allergic to horses. And dogs. Hate X-factor and the like. Love The Color Purple. Can’t dance. Can’t play an instrument. Can sing (ish). Don’t like cotton wool. Scared to go underwater. Hate Marmite. Can fall asleep anywhere. In fact…Zzzzzzzzzz
Hi! I didn’t know you had a blog! I shall follow along and read with great interest.
I am your partner in crime and resident everyday MacGyver.
You are also procrastinating hardcore.
I am Rachel, a soldier of the Shadoan, an eater of eggs, a baker of bread, a destroyer of differential equations!
I am Tammy, The Multi-talented. (though you would know me from SP) I am the proverbial jack of all trades, master of none.
Play violin, cello, piano, and am learning how to play chords on the guitar. Love to cook and bake, especially bread.
Lived in Oklahoma for 1 1/2 years, before moving back to the homeland – MI.
Admirer of Being Shadoan blog…..anyone here ever read it?
Hi I’m Erica. I grow shit. Sometimes, like now, I swear. I write about it (the growing, not the swearing) on nwedible.com. I like people who pour milk on their garden because it seemed like a good idea at the time. I just washed a cast iron skillet in the dishwasher so I could blog about it, and I KNEW that was stupid when I did it. Thanks for sharing your blog.