There are two people in Kennebunkport named Bridget Burns. There's the one everyone knows... and then there's me. Wherever I am - the bank, the gym, or the town office - there is already a Bridget Burns in the system, and I have to double check to be sure the person helping me has pulled up the correct information on their computer. At this point, I am extremely accustomed to people asking me if I am "Bridget Burns, the hairdresser".
Last night, a parent of one of my high school swimmers came up to me and said, "Are you Bridget Burns, the writer?"