Once upon a time,

Kentucky Cycle 2012

  I love stories. I love hearing stories, reading stories, and sometimes even telling them. My grandfather was an expert storyteller and I guess I made it a point to be like him. I wanted to have a piece of him since he passed a few years ago. My favorite story of his? Pinocchio. When I got the lead in my first Shelley Show, Kentucky Cycle, I felt humored to have the theme be "stories." When I got the lead in my final Shelley Show, Metamorphoses, it was only appropriate for it to be focused on "stories." Stories have followed me my entire life. I love capturing the audience to tell them nearly anything. My specialties involve date nights, kissing, jobs, and awkward moments--ask any of my friends.
  Remember my story of being a hunter in search of food? That story was just an analogy of my attempts to be employed. Here's another.

Metamorphoses 2014

   Winter was only beginning and supplies for the hunter were low and prospects bleak. With only one arrow left, the hunter knew her time was spent. She thought it was time to throw in the towel, say her last prayers, and let the winter take her. The day she designated to be her last, she went out into the woods one last time so when she got to the pearly white gates she could say she did all she could. Snow covered the ground and the brisk, freezing air shocked the hunter's lungs. She stood for a moment in the middle of the woods in search of a victim. There was some movement in the bare branches of a bush and the arrow flew; contact was made. Mustering up the last bit of power she had, the hunter ran to the bush where she found a woodsy unicorn (those are okay to be killed because that's the way it is). The woodsy unicorn actually cannot die but answer three wishes from the hunter stealthy enough to successfully hunt it. The hunter declared her three wishes and the woodsy unicorn granted them and went on his way.
  Do you get my analogy yet? Come on, I expect that of readers to read between the lines.
  I have been hired as a substitute teacher for a kindergarten school on Utah State Campus. I get major holidays off, like Thanksgiving and Christmas, so I will be able to see the Red Wood Forest with my family and visit my grandparents. I don't work Sundays or Saturdays. I can be around kids all day and still go to school. The same day I was hired as a sub, I was also enlisted to teach someone how to drive. But that's another story.