If you can make it through the twilight

Welcome....obligatory

“Breathing is a foreign task and thinking’s just too much to ask.” Dashboard Confessional, “The Brilliant Dance”





About me.  That’s what the first entry in a blog is supposed to be, right?  There are words that I use to describe myself, in various situations.  Audiophile, artist, sorority chick, friend, writer, reader, storyteller, student, geek.  I think, even though I have been a “storyteller” since I could string together words into coherent sentences and became a “writer” shortly after that, “audiophile” is the most important, most prevalent of all of those words. 





Music is the most powerful art form we have.  I use it for everything.  It’s a mood enhancer and a mood alterer.  When you are sad, it can make you better or it can make you worse.  When you are happy, it can bring you crashing down.  I am an artist but I have never been a musician.  My voice is my instrument, through either my storytelling or through singing, which I love to do, and used to be quite good at (not sure anymore).





I work in a very paradoxical situation.  I am a right-brainer, which is good, given my occupational title, but I work for two left-brainers, which is less good.  And I ask myself, at least once a week, how and why did two left-brainers get wrapped up in a creative business like this one.  And with that aside, I can stop being obscure and say that I am a graphic artist for a screen printer.  There are not words to describe how frustrating it is to be a right-brainer working in what should be a creative environment but having to butt heads with two people who just cannot grasp the concept of thinking outside the box.  How frustrating it is to hear “can’t” when I know for a fact that what they are really saying is “don’t want to,” or “don’t know how” (more often than not, the former).  How frustrating it is to know that blue and yellow make green and red and blue make purple and red and white make pink then hear, “We don’t have that color.”  You have red, blue, yellow and white, you have everything you need to make any other color in the world….it just takes a little creativity and willingness to get messy…two things they do not have :(





I write.  Except when I don’t, which has been most of the time lately.  The goal of this little thing is to produce 500 words everyday, and maybe start increasing that as time goes on.  Even if they are 500 words of utter rubbish, I am going to try to make myself do it.  Every. Single. Day.  Good luck with that.  I am not a creature of habit.  Except when I am.  But I don’t form habits well.  I’ll do this blog thingy for a week, two maybe, and then forget about it for a month and by the time I decide to come back I’ll decide I’ve lost every reader I didn’t ever really have and just give up completely.





No.  I won’t.  I’ll keep it going.  It will be amazing and by the time I go back to school (cross your fingers for me) I’ll be famous for it.  Yep.  That’s how it’s going to work. 





There is so much more I could say about myself but I’ve reached and surpassed my 500 word goal and it’s waaaaaaaaaaaaay past a sensible hour for me to be awake so I guess I’ll call it a night…very early morning.