Who is Clare Cinnamon?

I used to think I was clever. Before social media. Now everyone looks good, sounds even better, writes cool things, goes to the hip places, stands out and fits in.

I’ll wing it. I’m a farmer’s wife, and if you’ve ever lived or worked on a farm, you know that means I’m a farmer. I’m a mom to grown kids and there’s nothing greater. I’ve been around the world. I spend more time outdoors than inside. I write for hours every day. I’m curious, playful, love to laugh, and have a good memory. I dance as much as I walk, sing as much as I talk. I think that’ll do for now.

Me, receiving the print copy of my first novel (correct, my socks don’t match).

Cleverness:

Today is the special occasion.

derived from Simone de beauvoir

My fake plants died because I did not pretend to water them.

Mitch Hedberg

Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose.

Me and Bobby McGee

That’s All, Folks.

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