I’m a teacher. I’m a wanna be writer. I’m a thinker. I contemplate the world around me and all that I have experienced. I don’t want my life or what I write about to be judged. For that reason, I have chosen a name that says a lot about me, but only I know what it means. My real name is not Cathy. I was not born in 1962, nor am I 62 years old. I prefer a sense of anonymity. It’s freeing. It’s what will allow me to write without inhibition. And really, that’s the best kind of writing.