Snuggle back against the pillow, my friend. Imagine a deep voice soothing you to sleep. Because it was sleep that inspired the name…the deep slumber of my Prince Charming on the couch one night, when I was blogging at my very first blog (a family affair, over at xanga). As I was blogging and writing to my dear Aunt Skyefinder, I played a game we play together – I Named my husband the “Snoring Scholar,” to which my aunt replied (the next day in her reply to me), “Wouldn’t that be a great name for a blog?” Well yes, indeed.
I don’t snore. At least, I can’t hear myself snore. Someone in this house, who shall remain nameless, insists that sometimes I do. I insist that someone should perhaps listen to a recording of their sleeping.
Nevertheless, my own lack of snoring did not stop me from starting a “Snoring Scholar” blog, which I didn’t really use. It was just over a year ago, after becoming hopelessly addicted to Happy Catholic, Rosetta Stone, and SFO
(In answer to other questions no one’s asked, I do only intend the word Catholic to be caps, though there’s a bit of wordplay in the word catholic as the Church and as universal (so I don’t just focus on Church, but also on humanity and my corner of the world.))
I thought no one would really notice the “snoring scholar” part of things. I considered redoing the address but had already dug in, and I continue to enjoy the thought that I am always hat-tipping my own Snoring Scholar with my writing and my pursuits here, in this space.
I’ve always fancied myself a scholar, though it is just a fancy. I read a lot, and I like to learn and study and dig in to research. I can’t get away from weighing homeschooling, and maybe it’s because I just want to go through school again, in a way I can build it to be so far beyond what’s offered for little scholars now. And, since I find myself so often overextended, so often tired, the snoring, as applied to the “scholar” in my case, is a bit of truth.
So that’s how I came to be here as the “snoring scholar.” No masks, no mystery, just a corn-fed farm girl with a laptop and an idea that went a little wacky.