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 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.