The Standard Blog-Introduction Post

This is perhaps the third or fourth blog I've attempted to inaugurate. As a twentysomething in the media, how else am I supposed to break out of my stalled entry-level position and land a book deal? And yet I have been unable to maintain a blog for more than a handful of posts. Perhaps this will break the cycle, or perhaps I will leave it to grow stale and unread. Motivation is a problem when it comes to disciplining myself to writing, whether for pay, for work, or for my own edification and expression.

Actually, motivation is a problem in many realms of my life. Hence the fat. But I'm working on goal-setting and -attaining. Hence the figure skater. I'm a klutz, utterly graceless, without talent in the arts or athletics, but figure skating is fun. And it makes me stand out a bit. "Oh, you figure skate?" people tend to say, perplexed, when I mention that I'm off to the rink. In truth, sometimes I whip it out in inappropriate contexts, an attempt to demonstrate that maybe I'm a little more interesting than the person I'm conversing with may have guessed by my slovenly appearance, frizzy hair, and ungainly gait.

But figure skating is also an attempt to instill some discipline in my life. It is a path, a hierarchy; you cannot move forward until you have mastered the prerequisites. So I struggled to master my 3-turn so that I can now struggle to do a half-flip jump, though in reality my "jump" is more of a pivot on the toepick; I am afraid to leave the ice. I am afraid of many things. But working on skating helps in that regard, too, to conquer my fears of failing and falling and all the things in between the physical and mental barriers I erect for myself.

So I'll try to keep this going. Maybe it'll keep me on task for once in my unstructured life.