So yes, i've decided to start blogging. As much as I was initially dissuaded from doing such, because of several factors,
a. I might be going along with the trend and get bored of it soon
b. I could get frustrated with exposing my thoughts and ideas online
c. No one wants to read about my musings
I suppose i'm going to say 'whatever', and start one for the purposes of,
a. Sharing my writings and artwork
b. Having an indestructible journal full of good stories, as my memory is awful these days
c. Sharing recipes
Are we still on the same page?
Wonderful. Hold onto your pants, kiddos.
To start off, i’m going to tell you about my weekend (in the next post, to keep this shit organized), but I’m going to warn you, i’m going to start this blog in medias res. For you latin-challenged kiddos, it means i’m going to distort chronologically-skewed minds. I was in New Mexico for a month this June, and although I desired to blog about happenings in Taos, internet was not an option when you are camping in a tent in the mountains. So be it.
Another warning: I never said my blog had to be factual. I called it makeshift memoirs for a reason; if I don’t particularly think that my day’s activities are interesting, I may tell you that i’m starting to invest in a unicorn farm, or mention my secret life as the star of my own series of detective-themed porn films in which I bend over looking for clues a lot. This is more fun to blog about for me then, say, stripping the wood varnish off the upstairs banister. Nobody wants to hear about this. I may denote that “blog entry may or may not be true”, or I could just be a jerk and let you figure it out for your own. Those of you who’ve read The Sound and The Fury might understand this better. Those of you who haven’t are probably happier people in the long run.
I hate William Faulkner.
However,
I really do love you all,
Amanda
a. I might be going along with the trend and get bored of it soon
b. I could get frustrated with exposing my thoughts and ideas online
c. No one wants to read about my musings
I suppose i'm going to say 'whatever', and start one for the purposes of,
a. Sharing my writings and artwork
b. Having an indestructible journal full of good stories, as my memory is awful these days
c. Sharing recipes
Are we still on the same page?
Wonderful. Hold onto your pants, kiddos.
To start off, i’m going to tell you about my weekend (in the next post, to keep this shit organized), but I’m going to warn you, i’m going to start this blog in medias res. For you latin-challenged kiddos, it means i’m going to distort chronologically-skewed minds. I was in New Mexico for a month this June, and although I desired to blog about happenings in Taos, internet was not an option when you are camping in a tent in the mountains. So be it.
Another warning: I never said my blog had to be factual. I called it makeshift memoirs for a reason; if I don’t particularly think that my day’s activities are interesting, I may tell you that i’m starting to invest in a unicorn farm, or mention my secret life as the star of my own series of detective-themed porn films in which I bend over looking for clues a lot. This is more fun to blog about for me then, say, stripping the wood varnish off the upstairs banister. Nobody wants to hear about this. I may denote that “blog entry may or may not be true”, or I could just be a jerk and let you figure it out for your own. Those of you who’ve read The Sound and The Fury might understand this better. Those of you who haven’t are probably happier people in the long run.
I hate William Faulkner.
However,
I really do love you all,
Amanda
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