I guess I’m supposed to talk about myself.
But I’m not good at this whole biography thing. I usually roll into a long explanation about universities I attended, a few places I’ve traveled to, what I get up to in my spare time. I don’t care much to hear about that stuff, so why should you?
If you really want to know who I am – I’m from a small town but sometimes I forget where it all started. I am not a girl of eloquence. I’m bad with high heels. For somebody who’s good with words, it’s kind of funny how inadequate I am at replying to text messages.
In writing this blog I don't have anything to prove. In fact, this could feature some of my worst writing because I'm not going to obsess over the formatting and style. This is just my own thing.
I talk about writing a lot because it’s what I enjoy. But I'm not going to lace my writing history with even the slightest bit of romanticism – I can’t fake that. I've liked writing since I was a kid but it took me a while to take it seriously. I competed in those spelling contests in grade four. I liked working with words and I guess that stuck. So here I am, as a writer in the big city.
To give you an idea of who I am in everyday life – I'm an extrovert and introvert which has had invariable consequences. It's nice to keep to yourself when you can, but sometimes people are put off by a shy smile, especially in Vancouver. Extroversion has seen me through an interesting career in media, but that doesn't mean it's been perfect. However, it is a mix of these two things that has allowed me to do more than I ever thought I could.
So here's to not being what I might otherwise pose to be on social media.
I hope that in reading my blog you feel inspired to do your own thing in one way or another. And that's because it's hard to write and truly be yourself. Sometimes doing that means you have to do something that scares the fuck out of you – and I'm putting myself in that category right now.