To the right! To the right!

If you’ll direct your attention to the right of my page, you’ll see a link for the Reverb10 site.  It’s a blogging/tweeting/photo challenge that’s taking place during the entire month of December, and it’s the main push behind me starting this blog to begin with.  Touting itself as  a chance to “reflect on your year and manifest what’s next”, it’s an opportunity (in my mind), to find clarity and move forward.

Each day, participants will be given a different prompt to which they respond in their chosen medium.  Mine is obviously the printed word, and I invite you to follow my journey here.  I’ve got some things to say (no?!), and I suspect that tossing them out into the anonymous  cyber-void might be slightly more productive and engaging than rehashing them with my reflection in the mirror.

Click the link.  Take a look.  Join me, starting tomorrow for what’s certain to be an eye-opening adventure.

the first step’s a doozy!

The first post is always the worst, so let’s get this out of the way shall we?  Maybe you’ve stumbled upon me by accident or been sent here by a friend, I guess it doesn’t matter.  The things I write here are bound to be intensely personal and telling, making you question why I’d say them out loud in a public forum at all.  The truth is:  I have no shame.  I am unapologetic at best and completely insensitive at worst.  I write to hash things out, to leave my mark, to express opinion, and, to an ultimate degree, to connect with the world around me.

I’ve been, for as long as I can remember, overwhelmed by the need to fit in, to belong to the world around me: to be cherished and valued and needed.  This need has evolved over the years, and I find that though I’m still plagued with it, I no longer indulge it by changing who I am for the court of public opinion.

I am who I am, fuck it.  I generally like me.  I find me funny.  And witty.  And smart.  (and unforgivably dumb).  I recognize my clumsy stumbling and my angry transgressions.   I have an inflated sense of justice and truth is the cornerstone on which I place all my apples–any failing of mine begins and ends there, with either too much or not enough truth.

Here, I will record the world as I interpret it, and be honest about my judgements and predjudices.  I am a bad liar, and prone to snap judgements…the good thing is, I change my mind a lot.  I invite you to hang on and follow me.  Maybe I’ll change your mind, or you’ll change mine.  Either way, I don’t particularly care, as long as I’m able to just GET OUT THERE.