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Exploring Utah with the family: Pete, me, Whitney and AT

Welcome to the spot I park my non-fiction.

In third grade I carried a notebook everywhere and wrote stories, planning to be a writer someday. The earliest story I recall was about a little girl moving and unpacking in her new home. She was excited about her new neighborhood and she had a lot of futuristic, clear-plastic furniture that she could assemble by herself. Sadly, none of those early collections survived my family’s frequent moves.

Since then I’ve been a babysitter, a dishwasher in a music theater, a nightclub janitor (kind of gross but there was loose cash and lost lipstick and jewelry to scoop up), cocktail waitress, food server, daily newspaper reporter and editor, Silicon Valley content producer, ad agency freelancer, newsletter writer, stay-at-home mother, aspiring novelist and newspaper columnist.

I went to Fresno High School, Fresno City College and CSU Fresno. I’ve lived in California, Massachusetts, Singapore and the Boston suburbs. (And Spain, if you count six weeks in 1992 as ‘living,’ which I did, pretending to be en expat in Seville despite speaking only enough Spanish to confuse). Now I’m in Park City, Utah, with a family, dog, to-do lists, chores and notebooks. This is a notebook of sorts.

Thank you for your curiosity,

Michelle Martin Deininger

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