After spending an inordinate amount of time figuring out exactly the right color scheme, I am finally getting around to writing this first post. I've just made a slightly belated New Years resolution to write more, and I think I might actually be able to keep it. I've already been acquiring a myriad of pretty notebooks that I'm slowly but surely filling. That's them on the left, perched precariously atop my head.
I've always loved to write, you see. Ever since I was a kid who talked through stories to myself. But I fell tragically out of practice in high school, because the school I went to just didn't have enough opportunities for me to work on getting better. With the exception of a few sporadic, creative assignments, and a personal narrative class in my senior year, I spent four years writing essays on topic that, for the most part, I didn't give two shits about. So I was pretty amped to get to college and seriously pursue creative writing. I see it as the first step to becoming a novelist/essayist/poet/playwright/screenwriter/short story master. I want to do it all. For now, I'm taking on as many writing projects as I can.
My TA actually was the one who made me want to write a blog. In our "Writing About Families" class last semester, I found out she wrote a blog and I started reading it. I had always wanted to have a blog, but I've gone to small schools my whole life and was worried that me having a blog would cause unnecessary drama. But when I read my TA's blog, I realized that you can go to a small school and write a witty, personal, and all around lovely blog without being inflammatory towards anyone or anything. You can even rant and not be offensive.
So now I have a blog. I'll write things about my life, ideas, how I spend my days, and whatever else strikes my fancy. I'll be trying to organize the chaos as well, for I am a lady of the organized chaos.
Peace, Love, and Semicolons,
Lisa
