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When your mom is a street photographer (@penelope_mcmorris on Instagram), it means that you can become an unsuspecting photo subject at any moment. After I get over my eye-rolling, our spontaneous photo shoots have resulted in some of my favorite shots (thanks, Mom!). This was taken in one of my favorite places on Earth: Key West, Florida!

The first thing to know about me is that I am from the Midwest. Bowling Green, Ohio, to be exact. We’re a small college town (home of BGSU) on the outskirts of Toledo. When you enter town, several plaques stand ready to greet you and point out our claims to fame: home to the annual National Tractor Pulling Championships, birthplace of Olympic figure skating champion Scott Hamilton, and numerous high school or college athletic achievements typically involving hockey and cross-country. It’s also home to an intangible magic in the air and the World’s Coolest People. You won’t find a plaque for those, but you’ll just have to take my word for it.

While I had an idyllic upbringing in our Small Town That Could (my childhood pal Pete famously summed it up by saying “we grew up in a John Hughes movie”) all good things had to come to an end. I had a dream, you see, since I was in 3rd grade at Kenwood Elementary School. Our teacher would give us three words and a week to turn those words into a story. As I’d sit at my little red desk and scribble with a huge multicolored pen on pages upon pages of yellow-lined paper that I’d attach with Hello Kitty staples, I decided then what I wanted to be when I grew up: a writer. (I guess I was born with it: My mom recalls how I took over when she was reading me a book at age 2, much to her surprise.)

When it came time for college, I chose Indiana University and became immediately intrigued by the Ernie Pyle School of Journalism. After gaining a magazine journalism degree, I spent eight years in NYC as a national magazine editor, while keeping a vigilant eye on the prize: gaining enough experience to bust a move west and begin my freelance writing career in my dream city of Portland, Oregon, home of microbrews, trails, and a quirky, friendly vibe. (I also moved here way before the Portlandia explosion, which is a point of pride out here!)

While I've lived on the East and West coasts for the past 30 years, I still consider the Midwest to be my home. I have a knack for spotting a fellow Midwesterner, and I'm always up for a hearty debate of which states classify as Midwestern while putting my palm up to handily (har har) serve as a Michigan map.

I feel the same way about magazines, that it’s in my blood and I just can’t—refuse!—to quit it. In recent years, as my industry has dramatically shifted, I have tried numerous writing-related careers (read all about it in my Bodega Lady tales!) but I always return to my first love of magazines. Now, I’ve emerged with my perfect career trifecta: journalism, ghostwriting, and editing.

Thanks for reading! Stick around awhile, would you?

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Megan McMorris writer portrait
When your mom is a street photographer (@penelope_mcmorris on Instagram), it means that you can become an unsuspecting photo subject at any moment. After I get over my eye-rolling, our spontaneous photo shoots have resulted in some of my favorite shots (thanks, Mom!). This was taken in one of my favorite places on Earth: Key West, Florida!

The first thing to know about me is that I am from the Midwest. Bowling Green, Ohio, to be exact. We’re a small college town (home of BGSU) on the outskirts of Toledo. When you enter town, several plaques stand ready to greet you and point out our claims to fame: home to the annual National Tractor Pulling Championships, birthplace of Olympic figure skating champion Scott Hamilton, and numerous high school or college athletic achievements typically involving hockey and cross-country. It’s also home to an intangible magic in the air and the World’s Coolest People. You won’t find a plaque for those, but you’ll just have to take my word for it.

While I had an idyllic upbringing in our Small Town That Could (my childhood pal Pete famously summed it up by saying “we grew up in a John Hughes movie”) all good things had to come to an end. I had a dream, you see, since I was in 3rd grade at Kenwood Elementary School. Our teacher would give us three words and a week to turn those words into a story. As I’d sit at my little red desk and scribble with a huge multicolored pen on pages upon pages of yellow-lined paper that I’d attach with Hello Kitty staples, I decided then what I wanted to be when I grew up: a writer. (I guess I was born with it: My mom recalls how I took over when she was reading me a book at age 2, much to her surprise.)

When it came time for college, I chose Indiana University and became immediately intrigued by the Ernie Pyle School of Journalism. After gaining a magazine journalism degree, I spent eight years in NYC as a national magazine editor, while keeping a vigilant eye on the prize: gaining enough experience to bust a move west and begin my freelance writing career in my dream city of Portland, Oregon, home of microbrews, trails, and a quirky, friendly vibe. (I also moved here way before the Portlandia explosion, which is a point of pride out here!)

While I've lived on the East and West coasts for the past 30 years, I still consider the Midwest to be my home. I have a knack for spotting a fellow Midwesterner, and I'm always up for a hearty debate of which states classify as Midwestern while putting my palm up to handily (har har) serve as a Michigan map.

I feel the same way about magazines, that it’s in my blood and I just can’t—refuse!—to quit it. In recent years, as my industry has dramatically shifted, I have tried numerous writing-related careers (read all about it in my Bodega Lady tales!) but I always return to my first love of magazines. Now, I’ve emerged with my perfect career trifecta: journalism, ghostwriting, and editing.

Thanks for reading! Stick around awhile, would you?

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