Why am I here?
Why am I here? Not why am I here in New York, silly? But why am I here writing on the world wide web? One, I am slightly a theatrical person. (I prefer the word theatrical over dramatic. Though my family has called me dramatic, and now my husband way to easily follows suit. I am simply expressive about life, and feel that everything I express is simply the way it needs to be expressed. Anything less would not give justice to my feelings.) Blogging somewhat provides a stage for your average everyday writer, whether I have an audience or not. Two, I feel that this is a way to provide some discipline to a very undisciplined writer. I thought that majoring in creative writing would FORCE me to write and to put things out in a timely matter. Instead of going to grad school, I got married and realized that grad school really had to take a back seat to many things going on in my life at the time. I figured I needed to not be forced into the discipline of writing, but just do it, because I loved to. That has worked out to some degree, but I have fluctuated between writing prolifically and not even picking up a pen to such great extremes that I was starting to go crazy. Three, I love life, and have so many amazing things happen around me, I just can’t think of a better way to share these things, then to blog about them. Four, I often tell people “I am going to blog about that,” when they proceed to do something crazy or tell me an off-the-wall kind of story. I need to have more power behind this previously empty threat! Five, I just recently moved to New York City, and am experiencing so many new and fun things, I need an outlet and a way to remember when, for example, seeing a rat running around was a new experience for me. (More on this later.) So here, I am blogging about my life, not sure if any one is listening, but a girl has got to start somewhere.

I’m listening and enjoying it! You are amazing!
I, too, am listening.
I am listening too! I love you!
I love to read your writing. I’m so glad you are doing it. I’m still slacking, but you are inspiring me.