I started this blog on March 2nd of 2014. I have changed a lot since then, but the purpose of the blog has stayed the same: to become a better writer and get ideas out.
I love writing. I like writing fiction, nonfiction, anything to get my fingers typing and my brain whirling. To me, literature is influence, power, sway. To write and have a following is to teach the minds of those who listen. Religions have grown, taken over countries, and taught millions in their ways simply because of their respective sacred books. Political movements like Women’s Suffrage and Civil Rights were powered by pages and pages of opinion, some through nonfiction, mostly through fiction. Mein Kampf by Adolf Hitler convinced masses to hate. Uncle Tom’s Cabin by Harriet Beecher Stowe was said by Abraham Lincoln to have started the Civil War. Don’t ever underestimate a book.
I love reading. Much of what I have just said applies to this aspect of my life as well. Reading can change you. Stories can entertain you. For me, (and I hope this doesn’t sound horribly cliché,) reading is magic, because you pick up a book that has static (unchanging) information, but then, as you read it, you are bringing to light different passages. Books sit on the shelves in libraries for years going unread, then, as someone picks it off the shelf and begins reading, each page sees light and the words on it are consumed for the first time in years. It just amazes me. As much as I love reading though, I still have the attention span of a hummingbird (it’s not a very large attention span) so I check how far it is until the end of the current chapter compulsively. It’s a bad habit I am trying to get rid of.
I love people. There are happy people, hurting people, slow people, fast people. There are depressed people, joyful people, tall people, short people. There are cool people, odd people, interesting people, people who like to drink tea. There are numbers people, there are words people. People, people, people. People can dream, people can imagine, people can run races and win. People can write, people can read, people can go outside and pull a weed. People can count, people can talk, people can steal a rock. People, people, people. If, by the end of this Seuss-ish poem, you can still remember what the word “people” means, you need to read it again.
If you need to talk to someone, or you just have something you’d like to say, you can email me with this contact form.
This page was initially created on June 20th of 2014, a few months after the blog was first established in March. This edit is the fourth or fifth version of the page.