request for more - the writen word

so writing is not my ideal medium. I often equate it to feeling like i have to translate what I am thinking into another language. I don't have this disconnect when I try to communicate verbally. In fact sometimes i wish I had a voice recorder going for some of the stuff that comes out of my mouth. I don't fully understand what I am thinking until i hear my own voice. SOme of it is dribble, but often I speak gold!

Writing is a form of communication I value highly. the lyrics to a song, a quip on a bathroom stall, a clear and formulated essay. I love it all. when a friend can turn a Haiku into a modern and relevant form of poetry, when my sister makes a clear written argument, backing it up with research and logic. when an ESL student puts words together in an unconventional sentence structure that makes you understand the meaning of those words in a new and obvious way! I love it all. I marvel at journal articles, I read the sides of cereal boxes and shampoo bottles. Text messaging is delightful with its economy of characters, yet maintaining its legibility. I revel in a sunday morning newspaper, or a late night book. I read magazines or my course pack on the bus going to school or work. Actually, if I find myself unable to concentrate I have been known to go take a ride on the skytrain (vancouver equivalent of a subway) a loop or two until my required readings have been done.

Writing is a skill I would like to possess, i go frequently to the writing center at school to help my submissions move through the organizational and editing phases. There were only two essays I ever felt comfortable with. I wrote one in high school, and another last year. I think though that I am done writing for tonight. I have a glass of wine waiting for me, and this will leave me something to talk about at a later point in time.

gmail chat

woke up to this message. it made me laugh.

gmail chat:

carolyn: Went on a date tonight.
It was instructive.

Sent at 7:36 PM on Saturday

i love my sister dearly. this is one of the reasons why. if you don't understand why, you are not worth my time.

For Jenna

So. I have been told repeatedly by my friend Jenna that I must start a blog so she can monitor my goings on here in Vancouver.

So I present to you the debut of my new blog. Love is like Astrophysics. There is a story to the title. I actually thought it up in a dream, and it seemed like an appropriate title for a blog about anything I feel like in any particular moment. love and astrophysics opens it up to a broad range of topics don't you think?

Anyways Jenna for you. my blog. my life scribbled in words and posted on the great wide internet. please enjoy!

thanks,
Melanie