The beginning...

A wise poet once said "creative expression is the need of my soul"
I seek only to express that for which I have no outlet and hope only that someone will deem it worth their time to read.

I was born with a mind full of questions into a world that often lacks logical answers:
Will I ever find love?
Will I ever be sucessful?
Will I ever get the laundry done?

And given the gift of creativity, without a way of using it other than:
stacking paintings in my closet
filing drawings under my bed
and storing scraps of writing in half used notebooks.

This is my first step towards pulling it all together.
maybe if I can discipline myself to do this
to post everyday
to write on a regular basis
then I can make a difference in how my work ends up, and who deems it worth viewing.