Opening Up
Parked Car Retrospective
I would say it is ironic for the brick wall to be the heavy in the auto-generated gallery, but it is so fitting irony doesn't work. That day I was sitting in my parked car, thinking too much, observing the world around me, well, it really made me realize how much I was just banging my head against a wall and not really, truly doing anything to get anywhere with anything. I even took photos to prove it: I was the person trying to gain status enough to walk through the Elysian fields. I was the old, decrepit, antiquated pole - useful, but just barely. I was the lamppost sitting there reflecting light, but not lit myself. I was the person sitting pretty in front of the rock wall instead of climbing it. I was the person who needs to hire someone else to figure out what happened in my own car. I was the person who can't take a clear photo. I was the person hitting her head against a brick wall. Notice I used the word "was" throughout the above paragraph. It isn't lost on me that I … [Read More...] about Parked Car Retrospective
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Autobiography
I don't remember a time when I wasn't reading books. I will read anything I can get my hands on. That love of reading translated into a love of words which morphed over time to a passion of putting words together or taking them apart -- of writing them down. My transition from reader to writer began in 4th grade, just after I was assigned a retelling of a classic fairytale with the caveat: MUST INCLUDE DIALOG. I wrote the entire story within the dialog. When my assignment was returned to me with an "A" at the top, I was hooked! Before long, I was writing every moment I wasn't reading. By my junior year of high school, I had a featured byline in BAM Magazine - a special printing of a letter to the editor I wrote. My senior year of high school, I found my love of poetry. I wrote poems anytime I was bored. All of it in a dusty old binder that I kept adding to and moving from the San Francisco Bay Area, to California's Centeral Coast, to Los Angeles, and finally to Atlanta.