I wanted to start this new endeavor off with a small foreword, for my first small step in reconnecting with what was once a significant refuge in my life.
First and foremost, I want to welcome myself back to writing. That was one hell of a hiatus for someone who truly does love the world of the written word. Although, probably not surprising to anyone who has dealt with me academically. I don’t think anyone in their right mind would call me self-motivated. School assignments and scholarship essays are the extent of my authorial work. And in all fairness, rarely did those get done in a timely manner. I was not a person who could just sit down and write unprompted. Distracted, unorganized, and maybe even a little lazy would best describe my writing methods. This is not to say I didn’t, or don’t love writing. When given a topic I could throw myself into, or an opportunity to use a writing prompt to reflect on my own life, writing would be all-consuming. Stories and creative, artful writing don’t come naturally to me. I’m more of a reactive writer, if that makes any sense. Occasionally I see, hear, or experience something and it sets off a barrage of thoughts and feelings that I want to sit down and put on paper. On far more rare occasions do they ever get written down. Cue, this page.
I have no idea if anybody will ever read anything I write here (it’s almost more comforting to think that they won’t), but I’m looking forward to having a small solace in words again.
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