In sixth grade, I wrote an essay for English class that received a grade of "NS: Not Score-able." My train of thought followed no discernible track, and my penmanship was awful.
All these years later, after having written for a variety of magazines, newspapers, and websites, I'd like to think I can tell a good, clear story once in a while. Still, good luck deciphering what I scribble in my notebook.
Full Name: Jeffrey "The Sheep" Harder
Location: New England
Where You Can Find Me on the Internet: This is about it for the moment.
What I Do for a Living: Wordsmith for fun and profit.
What I Do for Fun: Things that provoke cauliflower ear and/or concussions, run 'til it doesn't hurt, add to my Netflix queue.
The Furry Members of My Household Are: Biff, an English bulldog with an operatic vocal range; Schwartz, a convalescing Dachshund/oracle.
My Favorite Things to Write About Are: The little stories that convey larger truths.
My Pet Peeves Are: Righteous indignation, hysteria.
My Guilty Pleasures Are: Nonexistent, because I am shameless in all endeavors.
How I Deal with Dog Hair: Ignore it, because the slobber is a more pressing concern.
What I Want to Be When I Grow Up: A model citizen.