I’m Julie and I like to write about stuff that happened, or might happen, or could never happen, or I wish would happen.
I love baseball, and baking, and groups of three words that you think will all start with the same letter but don’t.
I have many people I call “friends,” because it’s easier than describing them as “people I’ve heard of.”
But I also have friends. Real ones. You’ll notice some recurring characters, some with clever pseudonyms, some with unfortunately uncreative ones.
And a family: my mother is Juanita. My Dad is my Dad. And my brother is Brother, just so we’re clear.
Thanks for reading. Tell your “friends.”