tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59298715069240834992024-02-19T08:13:45.403-08:00BiographyVic's vanity pageVichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13668098318085667188noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5929871506924083499.post-139139474563777062008-04-26T06:51:00.001-07:002010-05-31T05:42:46.045-07:00Hello, My Name is Vic, Author of Jane Austen's World and Jane Austen Today<span style="font-weight: bold;">Just the Facts, Ma'am:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Who: </span>My friends call me Vic. I am a self supporting, divorced female of a certain age who lives with one of the <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.redcross.org/news/in/africa/0108lostboyspage.html">Sudanese 'Lost Boys'</a> and a wire haired terrier named Cody. Until this year, two of the Lost Boys lived with me. I met the boys (now young men) through Catholic Charities and offered them a place to live until they could land on their feet. They are doing a magnificent job of landing. I found my dog through<a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.petfinder.com/"> Pet.finder</a>. After two hours of online searching, it took only a few moments to fall hopelessly in love with him. I think the feeling is mutual, for he loves to sleep on my feet as I blog.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">What: </span>Jane Austen Blogger and Professional Development and Literacy Specialist at <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.vcu.edu/">Virginia Commonwealth University.</a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;">Why:</span> Because I adore <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.jasna.org/">Jane Austen's novels</a> and have always been fascinated with the Regency Era; Oh, and I love to read history books and biographies, watch foreign movies, and write. Lately I have also been writing about Georgette Heyer.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Where:</span> <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.monumenthouse.com/richmond/">Richmond, Virginia,</a> but originally from <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.denhaag.com/default.asp?id=DOORWAYNEWS-uk">Den Haag,</a> The Netherlands by way of <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.indo.com/jakarta/">Jakarta</a>, <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.geographia.com/indonesia/">Indonesia, </a>where I was born.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Physical description:</span> Blond (thank you, Miss Clairol), average height, fluctuating weight - I am buff during crazed months of physical fitness activities, but mostly I sit at the computer on my ever widening bum or read, write, paint, see movies, and knit (while watching my thighs thicken.)<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;">Personality quirks:</span> None. Well, er, <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.hbo.com/city/">I like to laugh, goof, joke, party, and have fun.</a> No one would ever mistake me for a Regency Lady. However, I can heave my bosom in disgust with the best of them. In a bosom heaving contest, Lady Catherine de Bourgh would have a tough time against me.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1OC8mryJuB2cW0bjME6-Hc71izBiaQ2Rgzis0oS9TL9Az6TPSikyBhPfUYWXPCe6WGXZJAS1-X7-ch17gABApvAEQ0BM2KI0rgkgYVLf52k8aREuPXWBGNtSgq7vHd0w1imqq4apY7tg/s1600-h/vic's+essential+office+equipment.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1OC8mryJuB2cW0bjME6-Hc71izBiaQ2Rgzis0oS9TL9Az6TPSikyBhPfUYWXPCe6WGXZJAS1-X7-ch17gABApvAEQ0BM2KI0rgkgYVLf52k8aREuPXWBGNtSgq7vHd0w1imqq4apY7tg/s320/vic's+essential+office+equipment.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193575603767522162" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;">Vic's Essential Management Tool</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">The Dutch Connection:</span> I've always straddled two worlds. While I have been a naturalized American citizen since I turned 16, my Dutch roots still tug at me. Our family, and my ex-husband and I, never stayed in one place for long. I love my country and vote in every election, but in my heart of hearts, I am a citizen of the world.<br /></div></div><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Email: janeaustensworld at gmail dot com</div>Vichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13668098318085667188noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5929871506924083499.post-64669136122610151692008-04-26T06:46:00.000-07:002010-05-31T05:47:15.623-07:00Richmond, My Little Corner of the Universe<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSDHga4C-Tm7SHEVs7ANy4_eVzx37rAQqRu87BRpBfw4cD4jo_qL1VgVGrZmYxI44C906Gw2bn6iPL1-E8P90V-FIPnU5BCnG6HH36j1rWRAddptF9HfMRE3DmJuX8282kWafVAI_Povo/s1600-h/my+street.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSDHga4C-Tm7SHEVs7ANy4_eVzx37rAQqRu87BRpBfw4cD4jo_qL1VgVGrZmYxI44C906Gw2bn6iPL1-E8P90V-FIPnU5BCnG6HH36j1rWRAddptF9HfMRE3DmJuX8282kWafVAI_Povo/s400/my+street.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193611999320388498" border="0" /></a>Our street in April (you can almost see my house at the end.)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFjHWHbbzjHogEiUuS6R2KePwtuHQqwGOxk2icYs5d8pTPD12CtvnwmWdLFuJmTwk2LD3GNGL8Fj1lwsJ8AUkS9cjRM9xcT9c4fuYNPk2J7i3e8JUqKVs0TXKVqgKZB2aLeAGKypsl8zc/s1600-h/The+James+River.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFjHWHbbzjHogEiUuS6R2KePwtuHQqwGOxk2icYs5d8pTPD12CtvnwmWdLFuJmTwk2LD3GNGL8Fj1lwsJ8AUkS9cjRM9xcT9c4fuYNPk2J7i3e8JUqKVs0TXKVqgKZB2aLeAGKypsl8zc/s400/The+James+River.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193618712354272178" border="0" /></a>Every morning I walk my dog Cody along this stretch of the James River, which is six houses away.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_BMZVr33_0pYp78D_tPJ7XAY0BVZDXQToRqEIbJuMBgBccEAL6Keecb1DhYqUQErj7qD51Q7wG9GkfodOUg1qQ06TnuYkelUV3QEzHlq7zZGNyF-D58HcbQ5p4jsrgHezfkxQ0nUbhEk/s1600-h/100_0350.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_BMZVr33_0pYp78D_tPJ7XAY0BVZDXQToRqEIbJuMBgBccEAL6Keecb1DhYqUQErj7qD51Q7wG9GkfodOUg1qQ06TnuYkelUV3QEzHlq7zZGNyF-D58HcbQ5p4jsrgHezfkxQ0nUbhEk/s400/100_0350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288214007060572450" border="0" /></a>End of my street in November<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH3-U2pFbYpLG75CYkfHbJBEuf4ayBcNbnFMyFlZ9_1cDj4suKb6PaMao4WDbTv1R7hGfRQpWlxkgGy0YSAHs0gieKdkQ8_pjfNFR2MvdBM6nL9_psAdxq2tsdfEp17qQEdATeJRMZLxg/s1600-h/back+yard+in+February.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH3-U2pFbYpLG75CYkfHbJBEuf4ayBcNbnFMyFlZ9_1cDj4suKb6PaMao4WDbTv1R7hGfRQpWlxkgGy0YSAHs0gieKdkQ8_pjfNFR2MvdBM6nL9_psAdxq2tsdfEp17qQEdATeJRMZLxg/s400/back+yard+in+February.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193976968461333714" border="0" /></a>My back yard in February.</div>Vichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13668098318085667188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5929871506924083499.post-42281229457335539242008-04-03T11:29:00.000-07:002008-05-03T11:37:01.620-07:00Bed Time Reading<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6JwSvqITFHPyOUHD6FjvOZlsvSzPIPf7BQxk5ka_t4CaukSToXeteivfW5b3ur2vQAIVO-zs4Ag_XiGVqPl4PQAqL3OCZybeS1fTlDOu7arkbJ0VfUZMYw76Maw2LMgR2x5H-lailFR0/s1600-h/msplace+bedtime+reading.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6JwSvqITFHPyOUHD6FjvOZlsvSzPIPf7BQxk5ka_t4CaukSToXeteivfW5b3ur2vQAIVO-zs4Ag_XiGVqPl4PQAqL3OCZybeS1fTlDOu7arkbJ0VfUZMYw76Maw2LMgR2x5H-lailFR0/s400/msplace+bedtime+reading.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196220792520750642" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I'm in the photo with Barney, who died two years ago.<br /></div>Vichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13668098318085667188noreply@blogger.com0