WELL, HOWDY THERE


THIS IS NOT MY first time attempting to start a blog, but I’d be lying if I said I knew exactly what I was doing here. I consider myself fairly adept with technology, but drop me into a sea of social media and I’d probably drown.

Do I have a Twitter? Yes.

A Facebook? Yeah, I actually do.

A Tumblr? Yep, I even have a Tumblr.

That, however, doesn’t exactly imply that I am any good at keeping up with them. Or with attracting followers. I have one person following my Tumblr blog right now and she just so happens to be one of my best friends.

You know what I think this all points back to? My childhood. Now, before I have people spontaneously combusting and torching my house in response to the cliché nature of that statement, allow me to say this word:

Diary.

Diary, journal, Secret Book of Me, whatever you like to call those notebooks and folders of thoughts in which you divulge all your most confidential matters and private affairs, I think at one point or another, nearly every young girl feels the need to imitate the girls in the movies and characters on TV and try to keep one. I know I did. Probably seventeen times throughout my middle school career alone. I failed miserably every time.

So I’ve decided to sit and try to maintain this blog for the next few years if things go by plan (then again, when do things ever go by plan?). I’m hoping to be active in this blog, because I feel like it might be a nice way to calm down at night or to take my mind off things if need ever be. I’ll probably rant on here sometimes about random things, sing about hot chocolate, or compose a to-do list (a habit I am in dire need of forming).

First and foremost, however, I am creating this blog for writing and for fellow writers! I think every aspiring writer and potential author-to-be needs a blog they can follow written by a person in their exact situation, struggling to reach her desired word count or grumbling choice words about how “writer’s block” should go shove a pick axe up its own rear (pick-end first, mind you) and twist it. In a sense, we can work on this together!

So I suppose I should begin this by sharing a little bit about myself.


*Inhales deeply*

I am a writer. I am also an actress, or a hopeful one at least. My name is Lauren; my pen-name, if I’m ever fortunate enough to use it one day, is Lauren Michelle *A smiley face should go here*. I’m random, I’m possibly crazy, I love singing, drawing, and playing the piano for hobbies. I have a large family, I’m a sophomore in college, I like hot chocolate, crackling fires, and rainy nights. Those suckers put me right to sleep (all five of them, actually).

How terribly cliché would it be of me to say that I love the beach as well? Well, I live in Florida, not fifteen minutes away from the Atlantic ocean and I happen to love it there.

I love reading YA fiction novels, and probably will until I die. So sue me! There’s something about them that feel magical, more so than adult novels, and I’m such a sucker for a good action-romance hybrid with lovable characters and an enticing plot. Some day I hope to create stories like these myself for the rest of the people like me out in the world to read :) (I had to actually insert the smiley face there this time).

I don’t expect my blog posts to be grammatically and mechanically flawless. I know I’m a writer, but spend my time slaving away at proofreading and editing a single blog post ten times over before publishing it online? That sounds horrendous! Like Chinese water torture meets 10K marathon.

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I’m not a runner.

Anyway, I have created this blog because, well, when I began composing this post it was still January 1st, and I believe 2014 is the year that I might actually get somewhere with my writing! I’m not really sure why, but I have some high hopes for this year, and I’d like to take anyone who is willing to read and follow this blog (if there is anyone out there anywhere at all...) along for the ride!

Look for information about my writing, writing process, and other random thoughts in future posts! Or entries. Or whatever these things are called.

*Sigh* If ineptitude in social media and the lingo it brings with it was a disease, I’d have died years ago.