I have always loved adventures.
The excitement of something new. The uncertainty that lies within. The satisfaction of fear or curiosity that develops. For me adventure can’t be defined in one action. 227 more words
I started this blog about 3 years ago as a Junior in High School for one of my Agriculture Education classes. At the time, I honestly had no idea what blogging would ever do for me and I dreaded having to literally rack my brain to find something to write about each week. 205 more words
We live in an interesting world.
I have spent more than four years refining a craft: a quiet, studious one. I have labored and suffered over my beloved term papers, thinking that in them lay a kernel of new thought to be added to 300 year-old conversations about a couple of beautiful poems by a couple of dead ugly white guys. 350 more words
Just like Desmond the Moon Bear… I’m not quite sure how I got here.
One minute you’re sat at your first day of university worrying about the future, – or if you’re going to go out that night – the next you’re at your graduation day, celebrating getting a 2:1 in Creative Writing. 256 more words