Those of you who knew me in high school are aware of how often I used to write; it was a daily habit. Still to this day, I have a stack of at least ten notebooks that I filled up cover-to-cover over the years, and that’s excluding the twenty-something that I’ve lost. Initially, I wrote because I took creative writing classes each semester that required me to do so. Eventually, I wrote because I couldn’t imagine my day without it. But I became exceptionally busy in college (seriously, I wake up earlier, stay up later, spend less time on Facebook, and STILL I swear I’m losing hours in each day), thus writing regrettably fell into the pile of sacrifices.

To get back into the swing of things, I’ve challenged myself to write daily for the next thirty days, via this blog. Some posts will be the standard “here’s what I did today, please pretend you’re interested” type, some will be revisions of things I’ve written in the past, and plenty will be highly opinionated posts about things I hear, see, or otherwise encounter.

My goals are numerous, but can be distilled down into three big chunks:

1. I want to relieve some of the mental pressure that’s built up over the past couple years. I think most of my friends (and definitely family) will agree that my brain doesn’t have an on/off switch, so without a way or place to download my thoughts, they kind of collect upon themselves and end up jumbled and useless.
2. I want to document what I’m going through. I don’t even know how many times I’ve thought to myself, “you need to remember this” or “you should write this down” only to remember the moment eight months later but without an idea of what I wanted to take note of. This is a crazily fast-paced time in my life, and I’d like to have a way of remembering the highs, lows, and even insignificant moments along the way.
3. I’d like to reintroduce creativity into my life. I’ve lost sight of the creative process. More importantly, I no longer have access to the incredible benefits that creating induces. I’d like to bring them back into my life, even if what I’m creating is relatively useless.

As any “writer” (I use the term loosely when referring to myself) will tell you, not everything we write is a winner. In fact, most of it flat out sucks, especially if it is a new, unrevised piece. So to guarantee that I don’t become the girl who bombards your newsfeed with irrelevant, poorly written shit, I will only share the individual posts that I believe are particularly expressive, unique, feisty, or otherwise beneficial.

I’m picturing carpel tunnel in my future, but who the fuck cares? Onward I go!