Catapult

As i write this first post-- against the window pane the rain is loud, and falls stacatto.  It is Saturday evening September 18th, Yom Kippur, day of contempation, of focus, of fasting. Today has swiftly come and gone.  Much more swiftly than years past, or at least it feels that way.  Since Wednesday, i have been thinking through what I hope for this year upcoming.  What I not only hope for, but for what i want to enact, what I want to see through, what I hope to change, what my partner and I envision for the year.  It is fitting, I feel, that I take the plunge and begin this blog tonight. 

Though it is not just that, as things are not usually one note, or one sided.  To be honest, at the same time, having a blog of my own feels a little self-indulgent and freaks me out a little bit.  Initially i wanted to call this blog:  my red pen, but it was taken. so the next instinctual title that came up is what appears: what is not erased. I plan to write about everything from the trials and tribulations of being a ph.d student, to frivolous pop culture stories that are of interest, to films, excerpts of poetry, cooking, fashion, travel, love--my life.  A dear friend (fabdazz) has created a blog and she has inspired me. 

I turned 31 at the end of august, i feel disconnected to this new number.  I began my fourth year as a ph.d student--in a bit of limbo awaiting ethics approval before my fieldwork begins.  I am already at the site of my fieldwork doing poetry workshops with adolescent young women who have been labeled as "at-risk" youth.  I have been with L for almost eight years, and married for five--a true partner who supports and challenges me drives me crazy and colours my days in more beautiful shades than I could ever imagine.  I write my own poetry but not often enough,  i am a pop culture junkie and like to take it in and critique from a feminist perspective.  I feel most alive when I take in the arts whether it be music, novels, films, theatre, dance--it is my fuel, it catapults me forward and through.

So from this almost autumn saturday evening I close for now.  I welcome your comments and plan to be back to this space shortly. Thanks for reading

xx