April 29, 2014

Why Do I Blog?

Have you ever wondered, why do I keep doing this? Have you ever had this grand idea and once you start doing it, you realize that you've forgotten the main reason why you even did this specific idea? Am I even making any sense to you?

Well, to be completely honest. Lately I've felt like my blogging has been below average. It's not that movie reviews aren't exciting, but I feel like lately that's all I've been doing. Suddenly I got so caught up in life, and worrying about what people would think of me, that I forgot why I truly wanted to blog. I forgot the reason why even started this? Why do keep blogging?

And then one day, I happened upon one of my good friend's younger sister's blog. She was so honest and expressive and she wrote about whatever she wanted. She shared personal experiences, she shared pictures, and it made me laugh and even very touched. I suddenly remembered why I started a blog. I wanted to talk about life. I wanted to write. I wanted to put a bit of myself in the world, and somehow change it one small blog post at a time. I don't plan on becoming the next top blogger, but I at least make an effort, and that is all that matters to me.

I hope this blog not only pushes you to pursue your own aspirations and dreams, but that it will urge me to start blogging the way I want to. I may make a few mistakes, I may embarrass myself at times, but I've made it a goal to simply write. That's all I have ever wanted to do with my life. I want to one day sit in a white wicker lounge chair, wearing a sundress with a straw hat on and my thick long hair braided back, my feet bare, and buried in the sand while I write about not only my life, but about the lives of all the characters that live in my head. I hope that one day my own stories, the ones from my imagination, can be published. And even if only one person reads my book, I hope that they feel something from it. 

So, my dear internet, here I am in my hermit hole, starting to chronicle my life. May this journey stay strong, and may it be rewarding to all who read it.

Sincerely,
Kenra Cook

There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.
-Ernest Hemingway