Hannah and her Scissors

Her ears tuned in to the dissonant metallic notes that reverberated with every snip. She tugged those Shirly Temple curls straight and watched each lock elegantly float to the floor. They glided gracefully like feathers, forming a circumference of goldy-locks around her feet. How can something so light feel so heavy?

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Up In The Air

Why hello there!
I was just preparing to write my first post using the standard ‘who, what, when, where, why’ structure…But then I realised, I don’t really know how to answer any of those questions. I’m not sure what prompted me to start writing today since blogging has been on my mind for a while now. When friends, family and mentors suggested the prospect of writing, I used to offer the cop-out excuse that ‘I’m too busy’ and ‘life’s too hectic at the moment’. But the real reason why I have never attempted to write before is because I am afraid to discover that I have nothing to say.  Words have always had the ability to affect me deeply, and seeing words printed on a page truly does excite me and terrify me at the same time; especially if those words are mine.

You see, I think the world has a secret; everybody pretends to, but no one knows what they’re doing or where they’re heading. And right now, I have come to a point where everything is up in the air. It’s a scarily electrifying mix; and perhaps not knowing or comprehending a meaning to it all is what makes it so thrilling. Hopefully sorting through my thoughts and witnessing my words spill out on this blog will enable me to vent what’s on my mind and witness some sort of evolution as a writer.

And now the customary dedication

To those I love and admire, to those who have believed in my abilities, to all to all who have hurt me, nurtured me, inspired me and impacted my life in one way or another: every word I write is laced with you.