I'm Mik. Model, mother, moron. Future meta-magician. Former logic clinician.
My better half and I own Brainfood Bookstore in Longmont, Colorado. It is the only exclusively indie- and local-lit bookstore in the nation. We meet a lot of crazy folks.
Testimonial from a former roommate:
"Living with you was like living with a quiet little opinionated deer person who floated around like a ghost and said smart/nutso things and ate seaweed. "
I love Colorado. I love mountains. I love hiking. I read and write. I raise my children to the best of my ability. I have lupus and have defeated early-stage cancer twice, so I pretty much fully support the use of medical marijuana.
I hate my mother, and my family doesn’t appreciate that I’m a mother. My stepson isn’t here, because my boyfriend took him to his mother’s yesterday while I was gone. He’ll be gone for a week and my boyfriend didn’t tell me and I didn’t even get to say goodbye. It doesn’t matter how much laundry I wash or how many nights I stay up with a child who’s puking or screaming. I can’t force anyone to love me.