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).


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.