Welcome, and thank you for visiting my site!
Just a bit about me:
I am a mom, a wife, a writer, an editor, a former teacher, and a voiceover artist. I greatly enjoy being out of doors – warm weather or cold, almost any time of year. I appreciate trees and meadows, creeks and rivers, beaches and mountains, and I love being out and about and near, around, in, or on them. I’m smack in the middle of my thirties. Quite honestly, it’s the best decade yet. My husband is a good man. He does not like Valentine’s Day and does not usually get me a card or flowers or things like that; he will, however, spend sixteen hours building a rolling library ladder from scratch and setting it up for me in my favorite room of our house – and only teased me a little for wanting to blithely and ridiculously reenact the scene from Beauty and the Beast (the one when Belle sweeps across the bookstore shelves, singing). As I said, he is a good man. Our three-year-old twins are two of the most amazing elements of my life. At two-and-a-half years of age, my daughter looked up at me with her big, blue eyes and said, “Mommy, you’re my best fwiend!” Around that same time, my son declared one day with an enormous grin, “I sure do love you, Mom!” How could I not be amazed by such things? We have two great, big, lovable pets of the canine variety, for whom I’m also thankful. I’m a survivor of many things. As a result of that, I am – lastly, but most importantly – a believer.
As a voice talent, a reader, and a writer, I love words. This is one of the most significant reasons I gravitated toward voice acting. It is yet one more excellent venue in which to play with words. Inflection, dialect, accent. Pace, tempo, tone. I am in awe of language, both spoken and written. And as a lover of words, I also appreciate authenticity. I like honest people and honest actions. I appreciate when fiction is carried out authentically. It’s why I appreciate truly talented writers and truly skilled actors. I hope to be such an artist.
I like houses with multiple and varied stories. I like people with multiple and varied stories. I like to explore, to appreciate the angles and odd bits of architecture and random lofts that look down onto sunken fireplaces, and even the cobwebby attics and basements where the old, dust-covered boxes of memories sit, slightly open, just waiting to be unpacked and looked over. I love when people willingly open up those boxes, and share them with acquaintances and friends who stop by for a chat over tea.
I am grateful for community. I am thankful beyond words for my friends who love me despite myself, trusted confidants who are not afraid of painful honesty, and patient-as-rock companions who forgive me time and again for the countless times I’ve ducked off the planet for months (or years) at a time. I love them and need them. I will always love and need them. My family – with all its amazing, sometimes-turbulent, sometimes wonderfully stable and beautiful elements – has always been my anchor. And also my sails. Perhaps the whole darn boat. And I know that’s a bit of an inconsistent metaphor, but so be it. My little sister is one of my greatest heros, and she and I have been blessed more than we even know by our parents, who are also two of my greatest heros. They have both taught me to be who I am, regardless of judgement, regardless of status, regardless of expectation or criticism. They have given me the open door to be myself, and I will always be thankful for that. And the family into which I have married amazes me, as well. They, too, are beautiful examples of perseverance and unconditional love. I appreciate them all, and hope to be as much of a blessing to them as they are to me. I am wholeheartedly grateful for each and every relationship with each and every up and down. We live and work and strive and love through all the difficult times, and we find reward in the good. And for all of it, quite honestly, I thank God.
Blessings to you.
Tiffany Halla Colonna
