I started this blog originally (on blogger) to be a Twilight blog. I thought that I would end up like UC and Moon from LTT. It turns out the kind of dedication it takes to keep up a blog like that is far more than I am capable of. So i began to write about other things. Still no one really read it. Which is fine. I suppose I can look at this endeavor as a diary. Isn’t that what it should be, anyway? A place to channel our angst and bliss? I know I have spent many hours pouring over posts about infertility, at times a place like this has saved me.
I am an aspiring writer. It wasn’t until I was 15 that a snaggled toothed boyfriend (on our one week anniversary, no less) told me that most people who write will never be famous for it. I had never before considered that i would not be a success. After all writing is my balm, words are my salvation whether it is writing or reading. I can’t count the times I was feeling low and the only thing that helped was a good book. More then God, I believe in the power of the written word. It has been a while since I have written anything. I haven’t updated my fan-fiction in almost a year. But I have it inside of me. Maybe I am inspired by my friend Missy and her honest post about the story inside her. Maybe soon I’ll start back up again.