For a while now, I've been mulling over the idea of a blog. I've even started a couple of other blogs, trying to find my voice. What aspect of my life do I want to talk about? My job? I don't really identify with being a librarian; in fact, I find that I spend a lot of time trying to be un-stereotypical. Yes, I know that's a waste, but there it is. My family? I am married to someone with a family background in law enforcement. Apparently, so I'm told, everyone in the world is a pervert and any mention of my family will target them for those perverts. I am not strong enough to fight against the family ill-will to talk about them (although since I DO have a family, they will impact my blog sometimes). My art? Hmm... This confusion reminds me of when I was in college. I started out as a psych major and then changed to early childhood education. It only took two weeks for me to switch to graphic design and then back to psychology. I was still uneasy. Just so you know,