Cortney Kotzian
Bio
An ex-baker, an ex-broker, and a corporate tarot card maker, an artist, a mother and lover of all things living who occationally conjures the dead. @craftsabbat
Stories (2)
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Shark Week 1991
I was an eight year old girl living in Alexandria Kentucky, a short hop over a bridge to Cincinnati, Ohio. A popular local news station was promoting the opening days of Shark Week in tandem with the opening of the tri-state areas first IMAX theatre. When the art contest was announced, my sister, three years my senior, my mother’s favorite daughter was upset because she was too old to enter. Mom encouraged me to submit an entry. Of course I would, I love creating new things. I wanted to draw a pretty shark with flowers in her hair.
By Cortney Kotzian4 years ago in Families
The Fools Journey
Hello. My name is Cortney, and I have a problem. I cannot pretend to respect adults who bully, degrade, exploit, put down, discriminate against, stereotype, manipulate, harass, assault, threaten, harm, or emotionally terrorize others no matter what reasons they have, or what logic they have adopted to convince themselves any of the above actions are acceptable behavior for an adult to practice. There, I said it. The first step to recovery is admitting you have a problem. I like problems, I’m a natural problem solver, I love to mediate between two opposing parties, I live for debate and conflict. I’m a recovering drama addict, and regular disruptor.
By Cortney Kotzian5 years ago in Confessions
