Most of the time I feel out of place in the world. I’m introverted but gregarious, shy but forceful. I love anonymity but keep getting dragged, kicking and screaming, into the public square. I grew up as an evangelical Christian, but I’m not sure the evangelical part applies to me anymore. I love my evangelical church but I’m not sure the evangelical part applies to us either. I’m neither politically conservative nor progressive and don’t carry either party’s card. I’m a writer who wishes she was a physicist and a bass player with impossibly small hands.