About Kay Elizabeth
Thanks for visiting! I’m pleased to make your acquaintance.
So what can I tell you about me? Hmmm, let’s see…I enjoy writing and learning new things. Though it’s been only about seven years since I started again, it was always something that I loved to do throughout school age. I never really lost my passion for the written word but did put it aside for decades, allowing the more mundane aspects of life to take over. Over those seven years I’ve had numerous pieces, both poetry and articles, published both online and in print here in the US and also in the UK. I own and edit a website for writers as well. That’s the professional part. If you want an insight into me personally and why I write, then read on!
My proudest moment was being asked to read my short story to the class when I was thirteen. Unfortunately I remember little of the story itself now in my old age. The exercise was to write a tale about the events that preceded a poem we were studying.
Actually I can’t remember the poem either but I’m sure it was very good, ha! Something about a windswept night and a man bursting through the door, I remember that much. 
Back to the classroom. In amongst the sea of disinterested faces, I stood at the front and proudly read my masterpiece, looking only at Mr Robertson to assuage my nervousness. He was nodding sagely at me from the back in between hushing one of the lads with a deft swipe of his wooden ruler. Bless him, he was scratching his chin and looking very thoughtful. You’d have thought it was War and Peace I was reading.
(I’m showing my age there as I doubt any teacher would get away with a ruler swipe these days! Timeline would have been around 1978. I’m 44 years old now, if it’s too early in the day for mental arithmetic. )
Even though I don’t remember my wee story or the poem, I remember how it felt.
I felt that what I had written mattered, that it was worth something more, and I don’t mean in monetary terms. It had touched someone else enough that they thought it was worth sharing.
And that’s why I write, I think…for the emotion it tugs from my soul, whether tears, laughter, compassion, empathy, pride or anger. It has been both a refuge and a burden for me over the years. Some writings I can revisit and smile at and others I can barely bear to read because of what it stirs in me.
Amazing really, that a jumble of words and letters can enliven emotional responses unbidden that we hardly remembered we were capable of sometimes. But it does and anything that’s sincere has that ability embedded in the pages.
So that’s me. Maybe not what you expected to read but there you have it. You’ll find that I tend to digress, ramble and go off alarmingly often at a tangent. What starts as short chats can turn into long conversations. I love getting to know people, how they think and hearing their life’s journey.
Where would we be without that sense of community and connectedness, eh? Life is grand. Thanks again for dropping by and I hope you do it again and again and again.
Have a wonderful day! And please, drop me a line anytime via the Contact Me even if just to say hi.
Kay
