About Shout

The why behind the blog

In the middle of the night, Tricia was searching for her mojo and trying to avoid a chocolate binge. She thought, “I really need to rediscover my writer’s voice. I’m not a Dear-Diary-kind-of-girl, but after spending the last several years writing for everyone else, I need to start writing for me. I need to kick start some creativity. Hey, I know, I’ll start a blog.” And Shout was born.

A creative lacking creativity is simply a bore. Rather than brain dump on blank pages of paper or stare at a computer screen, Tricia started Shout. It promises to be much more fun than archiving start-and-stop ideas that she never prints and of course never lets anyone read. Shout will morph with time as any good project should, and quite positively it’ll offend some, perhaps inspire others, and if this is truly a courageously uncensored blending of mind and pen, please be forewarned that family and friends are sure to be mentioned.

What kind of articles will I find at Shout?

It depends on the mood-of-the-day. Although we do intend to kick up the volume, perhaps even include items with a little journalistic integrity, currently you’ll find an ongoing documentary of personal insanities about nothing specific.

Thanks for stopping by!

The team that shouts

Tricia Sanders
Shout Writer

My life is quite simply a mix of complex conflictions, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

I’m a New Englander living in Metro Atlanta who’s trying desperately to ensure the long vowels creeping into my speech patterns are effectively hidden when I visit my home town.

An impassioned caretaker by nature, I love to be engulfed by family and friends, but I’m a rather extreme introvert who needs copious amounts of solo time or I crash-and-burn.

I despise the vacuum cleaner but have two German Sheppard Dogs.

I had always preferred puppies to children, but when I turned 28 I was overcome with a desperate desire and spent five years in a life-defining pursuit of motherhood. The most exquisite component of my life is our son, Aaron, born in 2004 through surrogacy.

I’m pragmatic and smart but in 1995 I fell head-over-heals for a man 27-years-my-senior who is twice divorced with two children from each marriage, the oldest of whom is only nine months younger than I am. Thankfully, my heart sometimes vetoes my brain and I said yes when he proposed.

Did I mention my personal life is a mix of complexities? If you’re keeping track, that’s…one sexy older man, two dogs, four adult children, two ex wives and a four-year-old son.

I’m intensely private but I started a blog.

Complex conflictions…I wouldn’t have it any other way.