The Beginning

I think I'm going to start writing again. I mean, seriously writing, not just for school assignments. I think school assignments take all the fun out of writing. When you write for yourself, there's no deadlines, no pressure, no standards to meet, and it doesn't have to be about a certain topic or follow a certain set of "rules" outlined for you. It's much more carefree.

I have been working on a school assignment. I know what you're thinking; "But it's summer!". Yes, it is. Unfortunately, Mrs. Walters, the AP Language and Composition teacher, doesn't seem to understand that. The first assignment I have to complete this summer is a biography of my literary life. I am fairly certain this is the most difficult writing assignment I have ever been given. Normally, words pop into my head faster than I can pen them when I write. But not this time. I can't even come up with a thesis. I think I know the problem. I honestly don't have a literary life anymore. I used to, that's for sure. It used to be that I would stay up until 3am reading or I was constantly jotting ideas down for narratives I came up with on my own, without directions from a teacher. But not anymore. Lately, the extent of my literary life has consisted of school assignments, writing bodycopy for yearbook, and reading Zeb Andrews' "essays" that sometimes accompany his Flickr posts.

Being told to write a biography of my literary life has made me realize that, somewhere along the lines, I forgot how much I enjoy reading and how naturally writing comes to me. In my biography of my literary life, I wrote that literature "transports me to another world, where I can put my worries aside for a moment". It was an outlet for me, much like my photography. Whenever I was feeling stressed, I would curl up in my bed with a good book or take out a piece of paper and start scribbling. It's no wonder I have been feeling so stressed lately; I haven't taken the time to do either of those.

So, my plan, from now on, is to get off the internet, say goodnight to Luna (my MacBook Pro), pull out my notebook, and start writing. And hopefully, those writings will make it on here, because I want them to serve some purpose, not just sit in a journal and collect dust. Most of my writings will just be my thoughts, which may be somewhat boring or quite random. And, just so you're forewarned, I do a profuse amount of complaining.