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Why is it that I feel so much more creative,
and write ready in the afternoon/evening?
Why is it that I feel so much more creative,
and write ready in the afternoon/evening?
Let me first elaborate on the bulleted goals that I have declared above, one of which is to quit smoking. I decided to try about a month ago proceeding almost seven years of lung abuse. I’ve heard all the reasons to quit (ie. Money, health, smell, time spent) and yet never felt the urge to take this step, until my lovely non-smoking, health conscience boyfriend entered my life. After many arguments, urgings, pleadings and talks (on both sides) I finally made the decision it was time. I never planned to smoke my whole entire life, yet I am not getting any younger.
I take solace that I am making the right decision, however, there are many things that keep me tied to it, that urge me to stay the smoker’s path. It is not nicotine addiction like many assume, for I can go a whole weekend without a puff. There is something that the cigarette companies don’t tell you about that is more addictive that the nicotine itself. The things I will miss about smoking, after I have successfully quit:
Although I will miss these things, I am on my way to a smoke free life… soon.
*le sigh*As I sit here and contemplate what I should write in my annoying first blog, my eye scans the google query, “What should a first blog post include?”; Google is my best friend. I have procrastinated this beginning due to the vast possibilities my blank blog proposes. I shall start from my humble beginnings and work my way through the next week of entries in hope that this blog may find it’s voice among millions.
My name is Sarah, ordinary and plain much like the book, Sarah, Plain and Tall, which was one of my favorite books growing up. I tend to love books, songs, and characters with my name, as egotistical as it is.
Reading is intoxicating given the right book and setting. Being an unsuccessful avid reader, I tend to go through multiple books in a month only to follow with a two-month dry spell.
My day consists of being in a cubicle from 8-5, Monday through Friday. My job squelches creativity, yet somehow some of mine has survived. This blog is an attempt to keep what creativity I have left alive. Call it my creativity fern, much like a love fern, it must be nourished and cared for.
I love criticism of all kind, thus it is the key to growth. As a one-day writer (To be a “writer” insinuates that is your profession, which I have not achieved) I am always looking for ways to better myself and writing.
I have a lovely boyfriend, and two lovely cats. I live in a smaller that most apartment full of memories and knick knacks that my boyfriend lovingly refers to as “junk”. I am pack rat that tries to be organized.
I heart women ran publications and sites such as kirtsy.com and Bust magazine (bust.com).
Goals (Some small and trivial, others grand and intimidatin exhilarating!)
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