ScotiaMade—Wry Wit with Pretty Pictures

Starting this blog has inspired me to be more proactive about documenting my life in writing. The only problem is, it's all in my voice and from my P.O.V.—too boring.

So I have sought high and low for a voice that speaks to mine and somewhat like mine, but with more EDGE!

Have found one. Her name is Cheryl. That's how edgy she is—no last name. Like Madonna, or Cher.

I found her at her Etsy shop, ScotiaMade. If you have even one drop of unarticulated angst or dying-to-drip sarcasm in your person, please go there. She sells articulated wry wit on paper, with pretty illustrations, adding even more to the satire. And she even laminates said notes in the event you need to leave some poison on a car that will go unattended for awhile. BRILLIANT. Also, probably easier to remove fingerprints from a laminated card. Am making a note to myself about that now.

So, Cheryl, if you're reading this now, please drop me a note and let me know if you want the job of narrating my life—complete with dripping sarcasm. Well done, girl.

I've taken the liberty of 'mocking' up a sample of how we could lay it out, complete with samples from your shop.