It’s a wonder I haven’t abandoned all my ideals, they seem so absurd and impractical. Yet I cling to them because I still believe, in spite of everything, that people are truly good at heart.
One of my first memories of really clinging to the idea of journaling/blogging was when my mother sat down with me at age 10, and she read Diary of a Young Girl by Anne Frank with me. Not only was Anne’s constant positivity and hope an important message to me, it enlightened me that if you have an important story to tell, your words can matter.
And that’s held true for as long as I’ve been writing, it seems.
So what are my plans now? My plans are to get published, some more. I want to hit the literary magazines, online publications and columns/opinions sections of newspapers. It’s not about seeing my name in the big, bold letters of a byline (although it will be thrilling), it’s about my words and experiences, and the experiences of those I write about, making a difference to others.