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A Fish Named Karen

Who the hell is A Fish Named Karen you ask? Well, Iโ€™m not a fish ๐Ÿ™„ (duh) and Iโ€™m not Karen. Actually, the name Karen has always made me chuckle. A peculiar name for a Fish. Random, plain-Jane, Fish-next-door-type of title. Yep, thatโ€™s me. Flopping around life, silent, completely random, imperfect, colorful, delicious, breathing under water, deceitful, interesting, slippery, elusive – yup, THAT kind of Karen. THAT kind of Fish ๐Ÿ‘€

Actually A Fish Named Karen got its name about 20 years ago to be exact. My son was excited about the idea of owning a pet. He wanted a Fish and would bring it up often at the dinner table. I was so curious, โ€œSo, what would you name your fish?โ€ His reply, of course, โ€œKaren, Mom, A Fish Named Karen.โ€ Canโ€™t make this shit up. So, when I considered starting a blog, it came to me right away. What a brilliant title, born from childhood innocence, to help introduce and express the not so innocent tragedies of my childhood. What a perfect name, in a perfect WordPress fishbowl. Swimming with many, many fish in the waters of the human condition.

My anonymity purposeful. As truth and vulnerability have a way of finding like-minded fish in a sea of untruths and fake smiles.ย afishnamedkarenclown

I will reveal that, although Karen is not my name – this is the ONLY piece of fabrication you will come upon in my writing.

 

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