Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Welcome

Some time ago people started putting a label on me. They said it like it meant something and like I should do something about it. They called me a "writer".

Now, I've never known what the standards are for judging who is or who isn't a writer, and I, frankly, don't care. I've never thought of myself that way and as much as I've tried to disguise the mark they put on me, people always seem to know. The very first day of my very first class at college began with us creating a metaphor for writing. Before I'd even had the chance to read my bit outloud the boy who sat in front of me had turned around, read what I'd written, rolled his eyes back and proclaimed, "Oh. So, you're, like, a 'writer'. Huh." He never spoke to me again.

Maybe it's the way I talk, my love of good stories, my never ending questions, or a strange look in my eye. Maybe I'll never know. I just thought I'd finally give it try. Let me be clear about this, I'm not here to verbally masturbate for you all. I'm just here to write down a few thoughts, maybe squeeze out a few stories, chronicle my travels and get out the odd rant. You are welcome to join me for the journey. Whether this turns to out to "writing" or not will depend, I suppose, largely on you. Love it, hate it, serve it to your cat - I'm not all that fussed. I'm just walking a new path, seeing where it'll take me.

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