There are many things in life that I am not good at. Apparently one of them is writing the first entry of a blog, because it has taken me – one very rarely lost for words – nearly twenty minutes of staring at an empty screen desperately hoping to be slapped across the face by inspiration before I started typing1.
Which begs the question….what does one write in the first post of a blog?
Introductions seem appropriate, but also boring.
Hi. My name is Mackenzi. What’s yours?
See? Boring. And I’ve spent the weeks since school ended being bored – too long to abide any boredom on my blog.
There are multiple reasons that I have decided to begin inflicting my opinions upon the world via blog. First and foremost is that my life is about to take a great shift in the direction of growing up. Tomorrow – as Delta kindly reminded me with several emails – I am moving to Chicago to spend the summer working for NPR’s oddly informative quiz show, “Wait Wait…Don’t Tell Me2.” Then after three months in Chicago, any shreds of normality I was clinging to will be again be snatched from me, as I am moving to Boston to begin a master’s degree in writing for children and young adults, which promises to be the first step on the road towards a glamorous and lucrative career as a children’s author3.
So. My world is changing in a lot of big ways. I suppose I’m blogging partially because I genuinely enjoy blogging and writing and telling stories in all forms, partially because I anticipate having an abundance of stories worth sharing and things worth saying as I begin to experience real life, and partially because there’s nothing I enjoy more than talking about myself4.
So. Here’s looking forward to our time spent together on the tubes, and here’s hoping the things I say are interesting enough that you will return for more.
- Well, staring at the screen and playing minesweeper
- For more information about awesomeness of that variety, please visit http://www.npr.org/programs/wait-wait-dont-tell-me/. I haven’t the attention span to explain it myself.
- Though, as my sister, the MT, did kindly point out, “I bet Suzanne Collins has paid off all her student loans.”
- Sarcasm. Though narcissistic, I typically try not to take it quite to this extreme.