Since the primitive stages of blogging, I've been intrigued in the activities of seemingly dull people put into words. In middle school, I religiously followed the Xanga of a bad-girl classmate who wrote about her daily fights with her parents, stolen alcohol, and the boys who snuck in through her basement. It was the first time I had full access to what should have been someone's private diary, and she had no idea I was reading along. Through the years, I kept track of a few other peer bloggers, yet the motivation to create my own never manifested. I never thought my life was interesting, or that anyone else would find it interesting.
Now that blogging has become a fixture of news and a catalyst for fashion, comedy, and all things media, I guess I should get into it. I read that blogging has become the best way to put work out there everyday. Now that I've decided that I definitely want to write for a living, this will be good practice.
My goal is to write about things applicable to the day, applicable to real life, applicable to more people than just me. I want people to connect with my writing, with me as a person, and with my ideas, hopefully. And hopefully my blog will not be the stuff of trivial routine or pointless ranting. The mission statement I will one day write contains those stipulations.
I chose the title "Life is a Carnival" because of The Band's song.
You can walk on the water, drown in the sand You can fly off a mountaintop if anybody can Run away, run away--it's the restless age Look away, look away--you can turn the page Hey, buddy, would you like to buy a watch real cheap Here on the street I got six on each arm and two more round my feet Life is a carnival--believe it or not
Plus literally every other symbolic song was taken. I guess bloggers are deep...
Until tomorrow,Kingsley
(I'll work on a better sign-off since I can't throw a pencil at the camera.)
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