I have decided that today's writing submission will be about my own NOVICE entry into the world wide wonder of the " Blogging Realm."
In the true spirit of keeping shit simple, my day to day articles here will merely consist of words I allow to freely flow, rather than continuously remind myself that I do not exsist amongst the ranks of the veteran artsy/literary types who know what they are doing when it comes to subjects and submissions. I have no anecdotes of personal greatness to pad my pieces with... no actual experience blogging professionally, no college degree and, at the moment, no TRUE hope that any of what I write will become more than just another forgotten and deleted piece of cyber history. After all, I have nothing much to offer except a true passion for writing which has grown rusty through the years and an abundance of experiences throughout my lifetime that I KNOW someone, somewhere can relate to.
And so... I sit here... click clacking away on this keyboard.
My current resume sits on a patio table on the back porch with cigarette burns in it, which doesn't bother me much considering I HATE that cluster of papers anyway. Do I REALLY need to wave around a stapled stack of nonsense in a desperate attempt to prove to some jackass I am a consistent and hard working hustlerette? My pride has been broken as of late, my ego bruised and my belief in myself diminished almost to the point of non exsistense. I have been dealing with it by turning to this laggard computer and piecing my words together like a puzzle.
I must confess, my own utter stupidity and over indulgence in the last 8 months has led me to the place in life I dwell today. I don't know where I'm going, what I'm doing or when the clouds will dissipate, so at this particular point in time I think I will JUST KEEP WRITING.
