This picture sums up a lot about me, except my office is often a lot messier, because I paint, sculpt from clay, sketch, draw, build cardboard spaceship models and who knows what else. My husband once said: “You live in a fantasy world, and it’s a happy place.” Could not agree more.
I used to be much older then, I’m younger then that now. – Bob Dylan
I became a professional early in life. At age 17 I started working as a clerk in a small prosecution office. I became ‘old and wise’ early, talking the talk, walking the walk of small-time legal bureaucrats. While doing that day job, within about 7 years, I earned a Bachelor’s in Economics and a Master’s in Law. I moved on to different professional jobs, thinking I was done with education. However, shortly I applied for a competitive scholarship in the U.S. and, to my own huge surprise, I won it. This brought me to the United States (ways away from my home country!), where I breezed through the Master’s in Public Administration.
I obtained my third professional degree at age 27. Too fast, too soon, too furious. I did not realize that these supersonic speeds took a toll on me. Periodically I escaped to Michaels and Lowes as if those were the holy dwelling places of magic. Everything there excited me: builder’s tools, oil paints, knitting yarn, anything that could be crafted and molded, painted and created, was there for me to explore. I used to paint before, but it seems that the Appalachian Mountains uncovered a spring well of inspiration in me.
Fast forward about 2-3 years, and I am writing science fiction on a fairly regular basis while taking my professional career in new directions. 2015 was a great year for me professionally. I was commissioned three manuals on gender and diversity for public service employees in Moldova and Afghanistan. I wrote content, illustrated the manuals, delivered follow-up training. With all of that going on, I managed to write drafts of my 2 Sci Fi novels: “Dark Matter Rises” and “The Day I Died“, two parts in the 5-book series that popped up in my head one morning, all of it altogether, like some divine info dump, and the only thing I have to do now is to make it a fun read. I am planning to share parts (or even all of it) on this web site sometime soon.
Looking back, I suspect that I always was a writer: when being a lawyer, a grad student, a public service employer, and now an independent gender and law consultant. The difference is that ‘I used to be much older then; I’m younger then that now‘. (Thank you, Bob, It’s a great line!)
Nifty drawings with a youthful flair.
Can you explain “jalapeno fiction?”
It seems much has “divinely” fallen into your lap.
lol. jalapeños = hot= spicy = can’t get enough of = sci fi. That’s why! Also I am planning to kick off my Jalapeño Fiction award for the movies and novels published/aired in 2015, but I haven’t gotten around to post any reviews yet. Keeping busy with creative writing! Anyway, thanks for stopping by, I love chatting with people here.
So, you are a spicy Latina? Or…er…whaaa? How does the “sic i” fit in there?
You are aspiring to do movie reviews? Welcome to my 2007. 😛
Well, then stop by my dusty chat cafe or drop a line if you care to discuss anything from movies to writing and/or art/drawing. I’ll chat with ya.
FYI I like a lil spice in women. But, I am not much of a spicy food or fan. I can’t seem to type f-iction in this space for some really freaky reason…?!
Oh did I misspell something again? 🙂 No, I’m not Latina. I’ll keep the mystery on that one. Ellie Maloney is the name that also literally popped in my head the moment I woke up, with the ‘Jalapeño Fiction’ line. I woke up, sat in bed, and … Boom. Ellie Maloney Jalapeño Fiction. Googled, no famous namesakes. Then it’s mine for taking! I am not hiding my name, I only want to keep getting these ‘grown up world’ jobs that pay for my goofing around, and I don’t want the sci fi stuff become so obvious. I’m too young for this consulting field anyway, and I do a lot of ‘image’ things to look ‘mature’ and ‘credible’ (as I am in my resume).
It’s usually Latinas using the word spicy to describe themselves…or the rare Philippina.
So, you just woke up one day and God handed you a blog script, including a title/name and alias?
Yes. Amen. (kidding, or not. never know).
Eruh? Too much kidding, and the girl who cried wolf will end up someone’s next meal…or rubbish. Never know.
Never know it is.
I mean, how it all started is true. Never know if it’s God sent or quirky flares of my brain… Anyway, I thought, name is good, idea is good. Let’s get busy writing!
Divine intervention or heavenly silliness. Flares of the brain would be heaven-sent all the same. Just on a preset clock.
I think I’m on your side of the argument 🙂
Does that make me spicy? 😛
No.
Hmm. I guess I’m just a regular green pepper, then. I used to be a Dr Pepper until I got tired of injecting chemicals into my system.
🙂
Here is a curiosity. When I was in the U.S. living in the dorm for a bit, I lived with a lot of Southern folks (South Americans that is). They say we have similar personalities, and I grew to like everything jalapeño .
Where in the world is Ellie Jalapeno…
The informant says: She passed through the US to attend college with some South Americans who share spiritual heritage with this home nation.
Makes a nice riddle
‘sic i’ is the auto correct from sci fi. Don’t know why now it kicked in…
Yea, I kinda worked out the typo in my head, using a sort of Edji mind trick.
check this page: https://elliemaloney.wordpress.com/jalapeno-fiction-2016/