Joyce Ellen Davis

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About me

Industry Human Resources
Occupation Grandma
Location Slick City, Utah!, United States
Introduction 1. In dreams I am often young and thin with long blond hair. 2. In real life I am no longer young, or thin, or blonde. 3. My back hurts. 4. I hate to sleep alone. (Fortunately I don't have to!) 5. My great grandfather had 2 wives at once. 6. I wish I had more self-discipline. (I was once fired from a teaching position in a private school because they said I was "too unstructured and undisciplined." --Who, me??? Naaaahhh....) 7. I do not blame my parents for this. Once, at a parent-teacher conference, the teacher told me my little boy was "spacey." We ALL are, I told her. The whole fan damily is spacey. She thought I was kidding. I wasn't. 8. I used to travel with a theater reperatory company. My parents weren't happy about this. 9. My mother was afraid that I would run off and paint flowers on my cheeks and live in a commune, and grow vegetables. I once smoked pot. ONE TIME. 10. I don't drink or smoke. (Or swear, much. Well, I drink milk, and water, and orange juice, and stuff. Cocoa. I love Pepsi.) 11. Most of my friends are invisible. 12. I am a poet and a writer. All of my writing on these pages is copyrighted. Borrowing (without acknowledgment) is a sin.
Interests Family, friends, books, writing, music, chocolate, stars, the Hubble telescope, quantum physics, Religion (in general), Mormonism (in particular), genealogy and family history.
Favorite Movies Amadeus, The Color Purple, The Mission, O Brother Where Art Thou
Favorite Music Bach, Vivaldi, Corelli, Mozart, Beethoven, Enya, Beatles, Abba, Radiohead, Kimya Dawson, Tom Waits, Gaylen Hatton, and all the Davis Brothers!
Favorite Books Pilgrim at Tinker Creek, The Little Prince, Collected Poems of Dylan Thomas, Leaves of Grass, Diaries of Adam and Eve, all of Loren Eiseley, Anne Lamott, Annie Dillard, Barbara Kingsolver, Garrison Keillor, Deepak Chopra, Hugh Nibley, and Neal Maxwell.

You have a red jar of cedar chips. Why do moths miss the forest?

The burro, of course. The only way out is the way through! And the mountains are so SUBTLE...