Why Take Up a Pen?

Well... why indeed. Lots of reasons, but - mostly - because what was inside of me was too much to carry around, it needed OUT!!

I have always loved words, stories, the tales of far away and long ago and even worlds to come. I was not so comfortable with the

words inside my head, my heart. They were too scary, too much, too heavy, too unknown... even though I was the one creating them. Once I began to spill them onto paper (or computer), I found great relief. I could read over them, rearrange them, find just the right word to express exactly what it was I wanted to say. Relief led to satisfaction, which led to excitement. This art form that I had always loved... I was kinda good at! How about that. (:

A blog was a logical personal step for someone who is a procrastinator at heart. I want to write. I want to write all the time. I want to get better. I want to be confident I have cool stuff to say and lots of fun ways to say it despite my grammar, despite my technological ineptitude, despite my lack of an internal dictionary. My moniker is Brave and Cheerful, so here I go!