I’m Jamelah*. This is my website.
While I miss the halcyon internet days when I was made up entirely of words, this is the modern world, so you want to know what I look like. As of this very moment, I look like this:
I created the earliest version of this website sometime in 1996, when I was in high school, and since then, I have changed it approximately 30,000 times. Maybe someday I will leave it alone, but since this is me we’re talking about, probably not. This is not a political blog, or a food blog, or a family blog, or a music blog, or a photoblog, or a litblog. It might look like any of those on any given day, or it might not. You never can tell with me, and neither can I, which is why everything is always an adventure.
Things about stuff, the site’s tagline, sums it up nicely.
I work for a community mental health agency, where my job is to understand our business processes as they relate to our electronic medical record software and to do things with data, which tends to make people’s eyes glaze over, so I don’t talk much about what I do. It’s okay. I’d rather talk about nachos.
So, who am I? I’m a creative-type who has dabbled in jewelry-making, drawing, photography, cooking, and papercrafts. I like the Oxford comma, but I don’t use it all the time. I wanted to be a writer when I grew up — I guess I’m grown now, but this blog is pretty much as close as I’ve come, though I have had pieces published in a couple of books, and I coined the phrase “communist hair,” which other people actually use, so I guess that means I have arrived.
My favorite band is Radiohead, my favorite book is The Sound and the Fury by William Faulkner, my favorite poet is Adrienne Rich because of so many poems, but my favorite poem is still probably Eliot’s “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” because I too have measured out my life with coffee spoons.
That doesn’t tell you much. I’m shy, which people mistake for snobbery, and I probably have an opinion about your shoes. I like beer and dogs and fireflies and I still wish Atticus Finch was my dad.
How to contact me? I hate email, so your best bet is to leave a comment on one of my posts. Note that comments are moderated, because I don’t have time for spam or trolls. If you really want to write me, my address is jamelah dot earle at gmail dot com — my replying habits are unpredictable, however, so if I don’t get back to you, it’s probably because I didn’t read my messages for three months and by the time I did, I figured the moment had passed. In short, it’s not you, it’s me.
This site is always a work in progress, but I hope you enjoy your time here. Thanks for dropping by.
*Do you want to know how to pronounce that? This will help: