Green Peace

I decided to become a writer when I was in 2nd grade. Our teacher gave us a writing prompt and asked us to write about something "green". While all the other kids around me struggled to write a page or two (remember 2nd grade pages have huge margins, lines, and writing) I was racing through my story about green food. Round about page eight, my teacher had to stop me because I was pushing the time limit and everyone else was done with their story (I promise, I was not an obnoxious, know it all, second grader. . .much). After the accolades of my teachers, fellow class mates, and family had died down, I knew my true calling. 

I was going to be a writer. 

Since that day, I've been planning, hoping, and dreaming of being a writer. I went through an angsty faze in middle school (imagine that) where I wrote a lot of depressing poetry and even got one published! Ok, the truth is it was really bad, and while it may have sounded deep and filled with inner truth it was mostly just a bunch of posh and I have no idea what it even meant (but don't tell the APA that. . .since obviously the integrity of their organization rides on my 7th grade poem).

From there, though I moved on to bigger and better things. You know, thought provoking high school stories and essays. I went to college and studied journalism and comparative literature (where I even tried to write in French. Quelle horror!) and even wrote a memoir for my senior thesis. 

When I graduated college, though, I was lost. I still loved to write, but who was my audience? What should I write about? Did I even like writing any more? I could never be a writer! I was wading in a swamp of uncertainty that plagues most liberal arts majors (let's face it fellow LA people, we were totally unprepared for the reality of 'real' life). 

Almost a year after graduating, I was still lost, but I decided to jump on the blogging bandwagon, to get myself writing and to just have fun! I ended up loving it and almost a year later, here I am still blogging away. It was while I started writing a blog that I also starting reading blogs. And it was then that I came across a blog by a woman Courtney Kendrick. Her blog C.Jane, Enjoy It is hilarious, sarcastic, pithy, and just about every other adjective you can imagine. She makes me laugh, her kids are adorable, her husband's charming, but mostly she's a wonderful writer. C. Jane makes me remember why I love to write, what writing can do, and the power it can have on your life. Reading her blog is one of my favorite parts of the day. 

Writing bring me peace. It make me remember that I am alive, that I have something to say, that I have a totally unique perspective.

Even if no one ever read this blog (and thanks to those that do!) I would still keep writing because

I am a writer. 

(and have been since 2nd grade, thank you very much!)