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I honestly can not remember when I met Eric. We have racked our brains of if there was an exact moment that we met, but for the life of us we can not remember, I guess that's what happens when you meet the person you're going to spend the rest of your life with when you're 14. We attended Bristol Plymouth, the local vocational school and back in 2001, when I was a freshman and he a junior, I would hang out with our circle of friends playing Magic: The Gathering in the cafeteria before school. From these games in the morning, our friendship grew over the years. When he left for college, we kept in touch, and our friendship started to become deeper.
Then my freshman year of college, a snow storm changed everything. I was flying back to Wisconsin from Christmas break, and when I got into Detroit, my flight was cancelled. I was too young to get a hotel room, but could not get out until the next morning. I panicked and pulled out my laptop and logged onto AIM (yes it was that long ago) looking to talk to anyone. There was Eric, online at the same time, and I reached out, looking for any kind of distraction for a long night ahead. We chatted online for hours, he kept me sane in a nerve racking time, and from then on I started to look at him in a different light.
Fast forward to the end of my sophomore year, I start getting calls just about every weekend, and its Eric asking every weekend if I can come to a party. One problem was I was a 27 hour drive away and did not have a license. I would always reassure him that I was coming back at the end of April. I would come up that weekend to Boston to visit.
When I returned home, I kept my promise and went into Boston for a night. I brought along a friend and she kept asking if Eric was a potential romance or just a friend. I swore to her, he was just a friend, and we were just going to have some fun. Well that night, Eric and I found ourselves on a couch in his dorm, and he turned to me and kissed my cheek saying “ I have waited 6 years to kiss you” I smiled and in my typical sarcastic tone replied “ What took you so long?”
From that night back in 2007 we have been together. In 2010 on a cold December night, under the Christmas tree in the Boston Common, he got down on one knee and proposed. Two years later we married, and this upcoming may we will have been married 14 years and dating for 20 years.
I get asked sometimes how we have stayed together so long? My answer is always the same, marry your best friend, that friendship is the strong foundation of your love, that no matter what happens, we are always friends, and can confide and build each other up.
Here’s to a lifetime of laughter, love and friendship!
its Rocky Mountain Fiction Writers yearly conference! I had a great start playing Mimi Crye in our murder mystery game!
Crafting is something I have always done. Though over the past few years, I have been diving deeper and taking on more difficult projects and love the challenges they bring. Crafting is a skill that connects us to our past, for myself, it is something that both my mother and I share. I feel it is a communication between generations as the traditions are passed down. My mother learned from her Mother and mother-in-law, and in turn taught me. side note: My grandmother wrote her own patterns, but used her own abbreviations, so I have had to learn what is the general abbreviations compared to hers, it has been a great adventure!
I have taken on knitting, crocheting, cross-stitch, and many more!
The time I spend on these projects, I never feel is wasted. It helps me to concentrate and to find joy in the mistakes and acceptance in the need that it not be perfect.
One time I made a blanket that I called my mistake blanket (It is great experiment for anyone who focuses too much on perfection) and I crocheted the blanket and its squares mistakes and all, if I added a stitch, it would stay, drop a stich same thing, use the wrong color next, let it be. It was a great project and the blanket though a bit misshapen, it was beautiful mistakes and all.
Handicrafts like these have for a long tome been part of woman's work, and today I see it as a way of taking up space instead of time for women. Crafting once was a way to keep woman in the upper classes busy, but today I see it as a way to slow down and take a break from all the technology around us, and to reconnect with our past.
Every year my little family of three travels East to Maine for a couple of weeks. This time is usually a vacation, but I find myself so inspired when visiting that I carry my notebook and pen around everywhere I go. After a few years of these trips I find an almost spiritual feeling in these woods and see where Stephen King gets his ideas (It is almost like he doesnt write fiction) Being in Maine, away from the drove of life I get a little retreat to write. Be it by the ocean in Bar Harbor or just on the back deck at my Mother-in-law's. I make some great progress on my upcoming novels. Last year it was a hike in Acadia National Park that "The Dorcha" came to light. I was walking along a trail by Jordan's Pond and I could fully see my characters running through the woods unseen from their mythical world to our own, all the while tourists walk by unaware of what is happening a few feet away. I am working on a new novel (sorry no spoilers)called "Who Spilled the Tea?" and look forward to see how Maine will inspire this story.
Above photo: Bar Harbor, where I found a folk singer giving a small concert on a lawn.
When I was in High School I attended a vocational school where we learned a trade, I picked Culinary Arts. I had so much fun learning how to cook and being creative. I took to baking especially and soon began competing in baking competitions. I won several awards for my chocolate works and sugar sculptures. But after four years of studying, I had lost the passion for making it my profession and started looking elsewhere. I knew I loved cooking, but I did not want to cook for a restaurant just for family and friends.
Today when I get stuck on a story and cant figure where to go next, I go to the kitchen. I search out the refrigerator for what I can make for my family. I swear they will be 10000 pounds with all the cookies
I bake, but food to me is a large part of my life and use it as a way to destress.
These days I'm not making giant sculptures, and cakes, but instead making family meals like in the photo above. That is Venus De Milo soup, a restaurant I grew up going to for special occasions, so whenever I am missing New England, I make a batch! Food has a strong pull toward a past where the scents and tastes of years pass come out from the food. I remember spending time making pasta with my mother, and today my son and I still make pasta every Christmas Eve.
From cookies to pasta, to my favorite pork chops, food finds a way into every story I tell, which makes sense, since cooking is my go to trick to get out of the blues. So do a little baking or make a s'more, go back in time and relive times past.
Want to make some Venus De Milo soup? check out this recipe: Venus De Milo
I have had an eclectic collection of jobs over the years. I cleaned gym equipment at a YMCA, I handed out flyers at South Station on Boston, I even ran my own consulting firm for small museums. Though varied, I always have a had a great passion for history. I have a Bachelors in general history, and a Masters in Heritage Studies. Heritage Studies? what is that? well I think it is best described as ethnohistory, or not quite anthropology but more field work than history. I studied culture and how cultures help shape history. I loved learning about how the things we put meaning to shape our histories. I learned field work, oral history interviews, and research. I focused on how technology changes our culture, and have found great joy in finding connections between our past and how it changed our future. I taught for years as I mentioned last time, I always felt a sense of accomplishment when students would make the connections and see how all of history connects together.
Now that I have switched to writing, I find my life as a historian peeks through in many different ways. Like this week I am working on typing up my next novel, and needed to add a lullaby to the story. I found myself relying on my old skills and research and found that the oldest lullaby is from Babylon and titled 'Little Baby in the Dark House." I try to never get rid of old research and use it to inspire me in my work writing novels. I sit looking at my notebooks, binders and books as I type I can look up and see which book I may need to look into, be it to remind myself how long a train ride between Boston and Providence was in 1890 or some old research on the diaspora of Punk Rock.
Melding history and writing has been a great adventure. I love learning and mixing the things I have learned over my many years studying. The biggest part though I love is giving voices to the people I have studied. For years I would read about culture and always visualized things as if I was observing a friend in the situation. With writing these stories can come to life and others can experience a time and culture of the past and see connections to our own present. My first novel takes place in Nantucket, I was able to take research, my own trips to the island and combine it with my research into how women of the age were expected to live. I wanted to give a voice to the women who stepped outside the box and hope that others will find themselves in the story that they too can break free!
Want to hear more on culture and writing? I am doing a session at this years Rocky Mountain Fiction Writers Conference in September. For more information check out:RMFW 2025 Colorado Gold Conference
Hello!
I am Karen Dropps. I am an author, historian, lover of crafting and a martial artist. Follow my site to learn about me and my process writing and creating!
To start, I want to highlight a bit about my journey to becoming an author!
During 2020, I was stuck at home teaching history on Zoom at the local community college. I was approached to write a new text book for my Colorado History course. I was reluctant at first but was looking for a challenge so I accepted. From that came my first "Booms and Busts: The Story of Colorado". Though few have read it, I found I enjoyed writing, and a few short years later, I had had enough of teaching and was looking for a new path. I took classes in project management, data analysis, anything I could get my hands on, I just wasn't happy, and looked for a change. I had met a career coach at a conference the year before and decided to reach out and see what I could be doing with my life. The first thing I had to do was list 100 things I love and from that I was able to see that, my passions are creative leaning, and that maybe a career in the arts may be a good fit. I had remembered I had started writing a book about 5 years before, but had never finished it. With a new found energy I got cracking and finished my first novel "My Elbert" which was published this March! It has been a long journey but I am happy and am loving writing. I have two more novels in the works and have many more ideas coming! So check back and learn more!
Karen
Want to buy my first novel? check out my publishers page!:Spring Cedars