"It is humbling to know that I will never be bigger than what I want to do."
- This is a personal quote, which is, in itself, ironically pretentious. Nonetheless, it fits my bill.
- This is a personal quote, which is, in itself, ironically pretentious. Nonetheless, it fits my bill.
I'm late onto the blogging bandwagon. Honestly, in recent years I have rapidly become a version of my grandmother. At twenty-three, I seem to have already lost grip on the simplest of technologies. For example, I am rubbish at touch screen - I have been known to send flirty texts to unintended recipients, i.e. The Mother - and the frontpage of my blog currently remains in its original template design (and will do until I dare to experiment, which could have calamitous results). Long gone are the days of designing my own Myspace profile!
I even had to Google What are blogs used for? Spoiled by small-mindedness, my initial view was that blogging must be for people with too much to say for the 140 characters that Twitter allows.
I even had to Google What are blogs used for? Spoiled by small-mindedness, my initial view was that blogging must be for people with too much to say for the 140 characters that Twitter allows.
But having now considered the benefits and usages of blogging, I decided to add one to my Google account. But, why?! You don't even know what its for! Clearly, I haven't much personal logic.
In my GCSE year, I typed up a list of all outstanding coursework and revision tasks, plus some work that I had already finished. Using a traffic light system, I highlighted these tasks to reflect the work that was complete, incomplete and untouched. Gradually, the greens grew until they filled the screen, and I do believe it was this process which helped motivate me to achieve the best results that I could.
It makes sense, then, that I would have a need for results and visual progression, hence my decision to blog. This isn't meant to be some 'come, look at what I wrote' page, or an endeavour to appear savvy at writing. I might just post pictures of the home as it comes to resemble, sort of, the grand design that I envision (there is only so much scope for unlockable potential in your modest, three bed dwelling). Otherwise, I expect I will record all manner of things that capture me. The things that may well inspire future writing projects.
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It is my opinion that words and novels, art, and everything else that goes hand-in-hand with literary interests, is something like an endless well. Imagine if you followed it downwards and found yourself in China or Oz, there still won't be a bottom, or an end, or limit. You can only dream to find yourself amongst a whole new world of perspectives and creative practices. There is such immeasurable potential. Description is not restricted to second and third dimensions. You can create something so much more than that contained within the box of known.
I love how authors can delve into to those unthought-of capacities of the mind and step, with ease, into fictitious shoes. At best, I am an amateur and always will be; I could never hope to go on Mastermind in 10 years time, professing to be an expert in my chosen field. I fully accept that I will never be top of 'the Game'.
My goal is, simply, to create something of my own.
And, so, that is my first post.
Speaking of things I created: my pretty little monster wearing her Daddy's medal.
Daddy, daughter races are the cutest.
P.S. I debated using this cheesy sign off. People laughed. I liked it. I don't really care. It is very Me.
Tittles and Crosses :)
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