Author Archives: Jan C. Johnson

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About Jan C. Johnson

Welcome! If you like food, reading, laughing over life's little disasters, and maybe thinking about the bigger things of life, you have come to the right place. Besides blogging, I write humorous fiction, though real life tends to leave fictional humor in the shade. But I'm not a total goofball. No, really. I've also written a most riveting memoir--not mine, which would be boring, but rather the life story of an obscure pastor in Liberia, West Africa. His hair-raising memories of the Liberian Civil War years make for some suspenseful reading! Discover more under the "My Books" tab. I live in North Texas with my husband, Brent. We enjoy bicycling, Mexican food, and traveling to visit our kids and grandkids.

Appliance Defiance!

Posted on September 29, 2011 by Jan C. Johnson

If you’ve been with me a while, you already know about my boundary-challenged microwave, and how the washing machine nearly pushed me over the edge. Now, if you can believe it, I have taken to arguing with my car’s navigation … Continue reading →

Posted in Maladjusted Mondays | Tagged , , , , , , , | 1 Comment

For Women Only (Book Review)

Posted on September 27, 2011 by Jan C. Johnson

Welcome, Ladies! (But the guys can join us if they want to.) I must admit, I read this book a couple of months ago but just remembered that I had not yet put it on my virtual shelf, under the … Continue reading →

Posted in Everybody Has a Story, Uncategorized | 2 Comments

A Good Time for some Bad Writing

Posted on September 23, 2011 by Jan C. Johnson

I love to write and have a passion for communicating. Since I started back to college in 2005, almost all my writing has been non-fiction: research papers, literary analyses, creative non-fiction, other people’s memoirs and, more recently, my magazine features. … Continue reading →

Posted in Near As I Can Figure... | Tagged , , | 13 Comments

When Words Grow Obsolete…

Posted on September 13, 2011 by Jan C. Johnson

I’m a writer. Words are what I do. But of all people, writers know that human language has its limits. There are things that words just cannot convey. People often describe a time when they were “speechless.” Or something huge … Continue reading →

Posted in A Page From My Journal, Near As I Can Figure... | 12 Comments

Average Speed 6.7 mph; Or, Why Every Cyclist Should Know How to Change a Flat

Posted on September 6, 2011 by Jan C. Johnson

“Hubris” would be much too strong a word. Let’s just say that my lack of soreness after the Hotter’n Hell 50, combined with a great 15-mile ride last Monday, had further boosted my natural optimism. So as I planned a … Continue reading →

Posted in Thoughts on Two Wheels | 7 Comments

Hotter’n Hell: Camelbak and AirEvac in Wichita Falls, Texas

Posted on September 3, 2011 by Jan C. Johnson

I am linked up with Rachel Anne and the Company Girls today. I felt like a doofus cruising around before dawn in sunglasses. I could hardly see where I was going because it was so dark. (Problem is, they’re prescription … Continue reading →

Posted in I Remember When... (my OWN stories), Thoughts on Two Wheels | 10 Comments