Sunday, May 1, 2011

The Beginning...

I have goals, as I'm sure everyone does. I want to raise my son to love learning, books, nature, being active, and all the brilliant little sparkles of life that can be found in this world. I want to be the kind of wife my husband is eager and grateful to share his life with. I want to finish school, and thrust my diploma in the air so that all the people in my life who have supported me on that journey, those still with me now and those who have gone on to the Elysian Fields, will bask in the accomplishment with me. I want to stay driven to be successful at whatever job I do, but I want to find the balance between that drive and my own personal passions.

And lastly, I want to write. This may be the simplest, yet the most daunting of all my goals. I find myself imagining what it would be like, to speak to others through stories and poetry. To touch someone's soul, or maybe their spleen, with what I have to say. Some may like my take on the world. Some may shrug their shoulders and say they've heard it all before. Some may downright hate my voice and interpretations of life. But you know what? I'm ready for it all.

So I'm joining the blogging masses, and taking my little piece of cyberspace and turning it into my own personal library of Barbara-isms, short stories and poetry and journeys into Wonderland. Let me know what you think. What you like and dislike. I'll never learn to get better unless I hear from you! And let me know how your spleen is doing when I'm done with you.

2 comments:

  1. "Elysian Fields"? It wouldn't be a story from you if I didn't have to look up a word and learn something new. Keep 'em coming Barb!

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  2. So I commented earlier, but it disappeared and I don't want to try to repeat all of it. Just that your reference to Elysian Fields I thought would have been more appropriate in the "Reincarnation..." piece than in "The Beginning" as it would stir interest in those who did not know what you meant, and add to the story, whereas the reference in the second seems only gratuitous.

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