New Dog, New Blog

I've been away from this blog for a long time. Longer than I really want to ever repeat. Without going into reasons, I want to say that I feel like it's time to start back up again. Here are some things I've done between now and the last post-- written over a year ago.

1. Graduated College with English degree
2. Studied Abroad in England
3. Got a new dog.
4. Went to an Indigo Girls Concert
5. Looked for a job-- oh wait...still looking.

I should probably post about the first two in greater detail-- I probably will later-- but I really like my dog a lot.

His name is Edison, the family calls him Eddie and I call him Mr. McFreddison. He likes to flop around a lot, talk to the other dog through the fence, and go on walks. He's not very good at running and picking something up in his mouth quickly-- usually he ends up doing a somersault over the ball because he over-estimates just where it is. He's like that lanky kid whose limbs grew more quickly than his torso. But he's really cute, mellow, pretty obedient, and all things considered, is a great puppy.

I love him because he doesn't care what I look like or smell like or what I wear. He just likes to please. That's a really relieving reversal. But, so new to this world, he makes me look at things in an entirely different way. How would a puppy see the world? Would we too bark at ice-cubes?

Anyway, I'm the old dog here, but Im'a teach myself some new tricks. So stay tuned.

In the Beginning was the Word....

Word.

So... This is my first blog and my first blog post. I'm treading into uncharted territory here. How do you handle such a vast expanse? There are so many places I could go, and not go. Where are the limits? Obviously there are none. Anything goes that can be contained by the text. Should I give myself rules for what I will write or how I will write it? I don't know.

Pardon all the questions. I should address them in private to myself, and not to my audience. But why not address them here? Is this blog for me, or for other people? Is it first for me and then for you as readers? How honest dare I be? This isn't just an online journal. How much of my soul can the words carry? Is it my soul I want to impart? That seems dangerous. But what's life without risk?

Some people will limit their blogs to certain topics. That seems practical, but kind of reductive. I want to think of this blog as a blank slate, dream catcher for my mind. A room of one's own, but with room for unexpected. How do we know?

I guess that comes later. Too much Joni Mitchell, probably. Makes me go all meta.

The making of a blog has been in the works for a long time. But today was really springy and it feels like an auspicious time to start something new. (I've always thought they should start the new year when the weather can help to bolster people's spirits and resolutions. ) Something great is coming. I can feel it-- don't make fun of me now. (And I have no idea who will read this-- stop Em.)

So here's a new resolution: not blog... write. Right. I don't know what's going to happen, so I guess I just follow my feet.

Theodore Roethke wrote once that "we learn by going where we need to go."

I kinda like that.

Most religions endow language(Christianity) or the utensil of writing(Islam)with the primal creative power. Man speaks Language. Language Speaks Man.

So with those words, I do now dedicate this blog to the use of for me for the purposes of whatever I feel like writing/thinking/speaking about. May we have a happy existence together (my blog and I). What else can I say?

The Beginning.