Picking Up the Pencil

Metaphorically, of course, since I'm at a keyboard and not using the pencil at the moment.

No, today I'm picking up the pencil of blogging. I've seen other blogs before, of course, and thought about perhaps starting my own, but there was always the question of what I would write, why I would write it, and how well my thoughts would translate into text.

Then came the realization that the answers are, quite simply, "Whatever I want," "because I want to," and "hopefully to anyone with brain cells."

So here we are, and I'm going to write whatever I want, just because I want to, and hopefully if you're reading this, you have at least a few braincells up there in that cute little noggin of yours.

What will this blog be?
Well. I don't know yet.

I'm going to write about life. Love. Happiness, joy, confusion, pain, and suffering. Laughter. Light. Days when the sun seems its brightest, and days when I want to curl up in my bed and cry. I'm going to write about the steps that I'm taking as I bravely (or not so bravely) adventure forth into the realms of adulthood. I'm almost there, you see. I'm teetering on the very edge, balancing on one foot, clinging to the last few remains of my childhood while the world pushes me forward into the land of adulthood and responsibility.

I'm an adult by the world's views, but infinitely a child at heart. What does the future hold for me?

With luck, my posts will be thoughtful or whimsical, and at least interesting to the reader. The pencil is in my hand and my brain is churning like factory machines, so come with me, and we'll dive into the world together and see just what kind of magic awaits us there.

(I would also suggest my friend's blog, "Fanfare for the Common "Meh." Hannah is eloquent, thoughtful, and delightfully witty, and I'm lucky to be acquainted with someone such as her. And she bashes Twilight, which is always a plus in my book.
http://musingsonmaturity.blogspot.com/)


Let's move forward!
Sincerely,
Sadie, your teenage dreamer.