Barbara Ann Jennings would love tell you in a nice, tidy little paragraph who she is. But as much as she rolls her eyes at the hackneyed phrase: "It's complicated." Yes, she knows her name, although she does use an alias, uh, Gabrielle Elizabeth Hayes. She also knows how old she is, but she'd rather not say, not right now, not right up front, LOL. And it's true that as of this writing she lives in Tennesee. But she can hear Virginia Beach calling her.
Regardless, no matter how far or how wide she travels, her roots twist and turn in the depths of a ghetto on the West side of Syracuse (Let's Go Orange!). Dumpster flies and rubber bands aside, Gabrielle has wanted to be a writer forever.
Words have been her best friends since spelling bees in elementary school, and she still salivates every time she walks into a library or smells the fresh ink hot off the press. She has always loved writing and reading and editing, and diagramming sentences and dissecting clauses, and juxtaposing and analyzing words. And she loves a good metaphor and similes that are full of surprises. (Ahem, we won't mention that every now and then she does get carried away with an analogy.) And if you really want to get a good laugh out of her, just dangle a participle.
She thought she was destined to be a writer, but when she tried to write she realized she didn't have the skills. So she went to college where she learned the skills, but then she learned she didn't have the talent. But as she scanned her life through her rearview mirror, she realized that all those detours throughout the years actually provided her with the exact tools she would need to write this memoir and create her website, that is, to write her Truth.
She suddenly saw her blind spot: Writing in itself was not her destiny but rather the vehicle in the driveway that would make her journey possible. The 60 credit hours in literature required to graduate as an English major built a sturdy structure of bricks and mortar-but those three credit hours in philosophy-where she was first introduced to the work of Carl Gustav Jung-established the cornerstone of her life. She finally understood after all these years that her destiny would be realized, not in the writing, that is, in the witty and ingenious usage of literary devices-but in the message it hopes to convey.