New Start

I commented to a friend some time ago about my desire to write. He asked me if I had given any thought to writing a blog and at the time I said no. Since then I have written several essays on a few subjects, with the idea of a blog marinating in my head. Unlike the static finality of a book, a blog has fluidity, it's dynamic. A blog is alive.

In fact, I had two blogs in here before. I have deleted both. One was about a 100-lb weight loss I underwent - I kept it as I was going through the process, complete with pictures, charts and lab results. It was my personal journal. The other about the loss of my first dog - I wanted to write the story of her life with me. Write, write, write. All I ever want to do is write.

So here I am, with a fresh, new start. I want to write, and write I will. My mind always has this feeling like it's about to burst with thoughts, opinions, ideas, questions. This leaves me with a constant sense of urgency, like if I don't write, then my brain will explode. I have often wondered if real writers feel like that, but I have never had the pleasure of meeting one. I have always wanted to ask them if they also feel that dual sense of explosiveness of thoughts and urgency to release them in writing.

If ever there is any curiosity to start to know this fool with the explosive brain, I have two mantras in life that I feel define my personality pretty well. Important mantras, near and dear to my heart:

"Dance like no one is watching - love like you've never been hurt - sing like no one is listening - live as if Heaven is on Earth" -Mark Twain?

(I've read debates online over whether or not Mark Twain really wrote that, claiming that his writing style doesn't match the positive spirit embodied within the quote.)

"We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing." - George Bernard Shaw

(July 8, 2011 - the start of this blog)