In The Beginning

In the beginning there was a nice little blog.

It sat there quietly waiting for someone to fill it up with hopes, dreams, stories, pictures, fears, ideas and lives. It waited and waited while watching friends flit past and shoot into cyber celeb status. Oh how it envied those other blogs, and hoped for the day that it too would get an author.

Finally, one day a user passed by. She walked past without glancing even once at the blog. The blog gazed at her hopefully- peering into her eyes without breaking it's stare. It wished with all it's might that this one would be it, that she would be the one to give it purpose... to bring it out of the black hole in witch the blog had been for as long as it could remember. Yet she continued to pass by without acknowledgement and didn't give it a second thought ... til later that night.

She couldn't sleep. Tossing and turning- turning and tossing. Thoughts swirled and spun in her head until she thought she would explode into thousands of tiny shards. She needed to purge the words, the images, the energy that was welled up in her brain. She bolted upright and ran naked through the night to reach the blog. She hoped it would not be to late. She hoped she could reach it before someone else did- and feared she wouldn't.

She came into the clearing and rounded the top of the hill just as the sun began to streak light in it's quest to begin rising. The beams of light gave a golden outline to her darkened form. The blog blinked trying to see what she was.

It recognized her. She had come back for it.

They sat together on top of the hill for a long time, watching the sun rise high into the sky over them. And as they sat she told the blog of all her dreams, all her stories, poems, songs, strange thoughts, and of her history. And the blog probed, questioned her, made her question herself and her decisions she grew. She grew into the person she wanted to be, and it grew to help her get there.

Well- there we go kids- my first blog post int he new fab forum. Probably looks like I'm cracked out. lol. Well- I'm not... Yet.

KIDDING!

Isn't it funny how an idea will pop into your head and you just start writing and it completely takes on a life of it's own- conjuring it's own images and it's own path, leading you to places you would have never dreamed of? It sounds totally cliche but writing really is a great adventure.

Oh, and my fair warning for this blog is this: I am EXTREMELY bad at run on sentences. I am a comma happy character that would write a sentence a page long if my remaining punctuation faeries didn't threaten to beat me over the head once it gets 3 or 4 lines long. So there, you've been warned.

Hope this will be as fun as it is in my head, and as entertaining as the voices tell me.

Peace and cookies,

DD