I’m starting this blog because, like many arts graduates in the midst of post-graduation day euphoria, I feel the pressing need to do something (…anything!) with my life that is different from the things I have been doing for the past couple of years.
Also, having been in something of a creative drought since leaving high school and the realms of concert band, debating, drama class and our controversial (but well-loved) school paper, I have been increasingly desirous of a medium through which to channel my thoughts and stories. This blog is thus part of my attempt to stay sane and tell some stories about fancy things, such as the anxiety of the word “abominable” and its apparently inextricable connection with snowmen, what the carpet would say if only someone would take the trouble to ask it, and why when you say “potato” I hear “vodka”!
However, in the immortal words of Abba, "no promises, no regrets".
Enjoy and please try not to kill people while you are thinking.
This is so lovely, Fancy! Keep on writing!
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