My blogging guru, GGC, has decided to take a break from the depths of cyberspace in her quest to a furthered education; therefore leaving me blog-less.
With her permission to use (read: steal) her coined "Daily [insert term here]" I have joined the throngs of people that feel the need to publish their life online with the irrational thought that anyone other than themselves (and, let's face it ... my mom) will read it.
Writing, I would love to say has been my chosen path because of my love for the written word. True. However, I will unabashedly admit that math and science were two subjects that decided to pick on me from early on in life. Rude, right? If only those two bullies had decided to shine their graces on me, I could be well on my way to a fattie paycheck and job security. Instead, thank you English classes, I am on a fast-track towards a dying field: Magazine Journalism.
As scary as I made that sound, I love magazines. I love reading them, I love learning from them and I especially love that there are at least thirty magazines for each hobby (hello, Wood Magazine). With that proclamation of love out of the way (just in case the job gods are looking....) I do look forward to my potential foray into the journalistic world in six short months; all starting with this blog.
I like to think that this will serve as writing practice before my word vomit will be in the hands of an unforgiving editor. Let us remember that The Devil Wears Prada was loosely based on reality, and by loosely, I mean ... a nearly-true story.
Here goes nothin', my vain attempt to bring insight on all that is: life, love, health and happiness.
Blogging anchors away!
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