Sunday, September 20, 2009

Channeling my inner Carrie Bradshaw

Oh, the world of blogging. While I have secretly longed for a studio apartment with a window overlooking Manhattan and my Mac Book eagerly awaiting my words just like Carrie Bradshaw, I have never brought myself to become a blogger. Well, here we are friends, writing my first blog (although not in my beautifully fantasized Carrie Bradshaw-esque apartment). As a Creative Writing major, I find myself at all times of the day consumed with words, thoughts, and inspirations knocking on my brain to let them out. Song lyrics especially are ringing in my brain screaming, "write about me!" Shush. Ironically, this creative writing major would much rather spend time coaching my adorable little field hockey team, working at my incredibly loud Greek restaurant, or catching up on my DVR, instead of writing down my waterfall of thoughts. My grandpa always told me when I was younger, to write things down the minute you think of them. Thoughts are precious. One afternoon in the 1989 Mercury Tracer back when I was in third grade, my grandpa pulled over on the side of the road after seeing an amazing looking cloud in the sky above us, and commanded me to write what I felt, saw, and thought about it. Third graders don't know much about poetic language but what I did know was that I felt the same inspiration my grandfather did at that moment. So I followed suit and wrote my first ever poem, "The Mysterious Cloud," which, to this day, is in a chest in my room as a reminder that thoughts are precious. So, for those of you interested enough to read this blog and encourage me to begin posting my poetry, short stories, and hopefully the beginning to a novel I plan to write, thank you... I have no one to please but you.

1 comment:

  1. I cant wait to hear your short stories and novel beginnings! you are a beautiful writer.... : )