How was that for a cryptic first post? I promise to be more straightforward, starting riiiiight…now. This “creativity with a vision” I so cryptically referred to is a project of sorts that is currently in the works. I’m not trying to be overly dramatic or create any sort of mystique; I just don’t want to reveal anything before I have at least a few ducks in a row. The overall purpose of this blog is to document that project, but to also share with you snapshots of my adventures in this journey we call life. Little by little, this project will reveal itself (and consequently will turn out to not be nearly as epic after all of this build up); however, until then you will just have to remain in the dark. I know, the suspense is killing you.
Until I can start letting you in a bit on my secret, perhaps we should spend a bit of time getting to know each other. I’ve spent the past few months reading blogs and getting acquainted with the blogosphere. I know I’m a little late getting with the program, but now that I’m here, I absolutely love it. This summer, I suddenly found myself at a different place in my life than many of my friends. Almost accidentally, I turned to the blogging world to find a few kindred spirits. I began reading the blogs of young women across the country; from the East coast to the West coast, Pittsburgh to Phoenix
I have considered starting a blog for a few months now. I wanted to make sure that I did it right. I wanted it to have focus, not be simply a daily journal of my somewhat boring life. I also wanted to make sure that I wouldn’t run out of things to say. I may or may not have even been afraid that people would judge me, find me uninteresting, think I’m an idiot, etc., etc. etc. Then the idea for this project hit me. I mean seriously, I feel like a lightening bolt struck my head. It seemed heaven-sent, if you believe in that sort of thing. With that one little idea, suddenly there it was: clarity, vision, focus. I’ve spent my entire life being careful, looking before I leapt, charting my course. In the words of Ms. Frizzle, I’m ready to “take chances, make mistakes, get messy!” I don’t want to look back on my life in 20 years (or 2 years, for that matter) and say that my biggest regrets are the chances I never took. If I’m going to regret something, I at least want it to be interesting.
So there you have it, a bit of insight into the mind of Molly. Scary, isn’t it? My next post will be a bit more basic, I assure you. I’m currently in the midst of tech week for a play, so posting may be a bit sporadic this week. I promise I shall return in full force by Sunday, if not before.
Until then,
Molly
life is (taking chances)
