Well here I am, late to the party. But I made it... and since I have no followers as of yet, I'm taking it upon myself to welcome myself to the blogging world. I suppose I could write about the usual, i.e. I feel a little silly... who will actually read this... do I even have anything to say? I'll make myself a deal: I won't harp on those things if good ole' blogger.com here will remind me how much I actually enjoy writing about things besides blood and corruption on the television.
I am a news girl. Besides emails and letters, I haven't picked up a pen to write anything that makes me feel good in years... not even a journal. I'm feeling a little bad about that, considering what I love to do is write.
I remember the first time "writing" actually made sense to me in a cathartic way. Seventh grade. Mrs. Kleine. She was one of those educators who inspired great work. I wasn't one of the cool kids, but in her class I even found common ground with the popular girls. Mrs. Kleine made sure of it. She taught the first creative writing class I ever took, and taught me that writing isn't a chore, it's a gift.
I promise my blogs won't be a constant look back, but a look around. I really am just trying to figure things out for myself. 2011 is a big year for me! Brand new city... new job as a first-time manager (I could sidebar an entirely different blog about those adventures)... even a new way of finding out who my real friends are.
So stay tuned for my scrappy attempts at greatness!
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