A (New) New Start

In the past few years, I’ve sporadically maintained and discarded multiple Xangas, Livejournals, and Blogspots. The problem is always that after many meandering entries, I inevitably ask myself, But what’s the focus here? Where is this all leading? The problem is, I have no idea. The problem is that I’ve had the concept of PLOT hammered in by seventeen years of English class.


This entry, the first one, is of course exposition. But where is the excitement? I will think impatiently after a few months. It can’t possibly be stuck in rising action forever, I won’t allow it. And so after a few half hearted attempts at a Kiss of Life— forced entries that scream, “HEY look here at how grippingly climactic I am!”—the blog is discarded and added to my growing graveyard of failed online journals.

Then a new blog is born, and I always think that THIS is the one. This one will have climax! climax! climax! and everyone will love reading about my exciting not-at-all-dull life.

(Pictured below: Typically the most exciting moment of my day.)

In the end, of course, I am the only one reading and re-reading my entries, congratulating myself on my own cleverness. To myself, I say: go out and get a life, please. To others: Thank you for enabling my self-indulgence—this time I’m going to try and make it to the peak.