I have been working toward this point for quite some time. I’m not a known writer to anyone but a small handful, and probably an even smaller handful believes that I am good. But what’s important to me right now is that I’ve managed to not let go of what I inherently must do: construct meaningful words on the page.
Three years out of undergraduate school, where I began this venture seriously, I am still writing poetry. And in some ways I am consuming more about writing than in any other time of my life. Others are way beyond me in this, even at my young (?) age of 24, but for me it has been a journey to get here. I finally accept myself as a writer, and as a person who will be a writer her entire life.
I am probably better known for my work as a staff writer at a large daily newspaper for two years, and the blogging I’ve done for it. However, what I am passionate about is poetry. I also care about creative nonfiction that does not concern itself with making headlines or taking on civic responsibilities other than reaching out to the greater consciousness we all share through the consumption of art and life.
I hope this blog will somehow tap into that consciousness, while balancing the line between the personal (about the writer) and the civic (about writing.)
However, I do not expect this blog to become its own artform.
But I do hope that this blog will help me keep track of what I’ve done, what inspirations and revelations I need to keep going, and what or who has helped me along the way. And if that is useful to anyone else, all the better.
