New To This

February 23, 2010; 6:23 pm Pacific Coast Time

Sometimes things just hit you in the face--a pair of slippers thrown by your linguistics student, a fist belonging to an overly-emotional and physical person pushed over their breaking point, a bug intent on ignoring the fact that your face is, in fact, in its way.

I was hit in the face today with a realization. While staring at my newest creative writing story and wondering how I was actually going to write what I was planning to write, it hit me.

I decided I needed a blog. Because I like to procrastinate and I like to distract myself. Normally I'll find myself reading, either online or a book, or listening to music. If I'm nervous, I'll go OCD on some place and decide it's entirely too messy. (I once cleaned out my friend's parent's refrigerator--they had jelly and salad dressing from a year and a half ago, but I threw all of that out). But as I struggle to find the words that might depict the image growing and festering in my mind, I find that I can't write at the moment--at least, not this too-serious story. I decide I need a blog, and traipse off into the wide universe of the Internet to start one.

A blog for what, I'm not quite sure, but I know I'll find something. A place to ramble, a place to rant, a place to write and joke and... er... whatever else I can think of.

So here it is. The first post of my new blog. Do I know proper blog-etiquette? No. Do I know how often I should update, or who would ever want to read it, or what I could use it for? No. But with time, perhaps the 'yes' answers to those questions might hit me in the face just as suddenly as the idea for a blog did.

I may be new to this now, and maybe I'll be new to this forever. It depends on how often I remember that I actually have a blog, and find a subject to write about on said blog. In the meantime, I'm just going to play around with this and see where it takes me, watch as it takes flight. Whether it glides gracefully through cyberspace or battles through torrents of unexpected difficulties, 'twill be here.

~ hyacinth