The Runaway Muse


A personal blog

A Girl and Her Blog

It’s the same story every time.

Girl wants blog.  Girl gets blog.  Girl becomes infatuated with blogging.  Two months later, Girl begins to lose fancy.  Girl lets blog drop off the face of the earth.  Girl goes awhile without a blog, only to wake up to the realization that her friends all have blogs, and she is therefore Unconnected.  Repeat cycle.

One day, Girl decides that she’s had it up to here with blogs and all that they entail.  Never again, she says, will she tie herself down to a pitiful corner of the World Wide Web on the whim that she actually has something worth sharing with absolutely any virtual stranger who happens to drop by.  Never again will she set herself up for procrastination by promising to keep up with her comments, but failing to do so.  She has more important things to do than tinker about on some trifling WordPress creation.  And so, with her head held high, she bids blogging adieu forever and saunters off into the golden light that is guiltless, hassle-free, no-strings-attached Freedom.  Et cetera, et cetera.

Months pass, and Girl becomes busy.  She is a senior in high school, and it is a well-known fact that high school seniors are not made of free time.  Blogging is the last thing on her mind.

Our story suddenly changes.  Enter Girl’s Hopelessly-Romantic-No-Shoes-Wearing-Obscure-Movie-Quoting-Hair-Like-Rapunzel friend.  Otherwise known as K.

K wants a blog.  Furthermore, she wants Girl to get one as well.  Preposterous, Girl says.  I’ve had enough of blogs, thank you very much.

Don’t you remember the good old days when we blogged together?  Sighs K, waxing poetic.  Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we could bring them back?

No thanks, Girl says.  No one would read it.  I wouldn’t read it.

But you’re going to college soon, says K.  If you get a blog, your friends and family will know what you’ve been up to!

Now there’s an idea, thinks Girl.  She stashes it in her brain and saves it for later.

Later arrives.  Girl wonders what the worst is that could happen should she dare follow K’s suggestion.  What the heck, she says, heading for the computer.  I’m bored anyway.

Girl’s fingers are tingling with suppressed curiosity as she opens a new tab in her trusty Mozilla Firefox.  It has been ages since she visited  Girl scrolls down the home page, her eyes scanning the familiar logo, the sparkling interface.  There have been upgrades since she left.

Before Girl knows it, she has been sucked in.  A few clicks here and there, choose a username, create a blog and assign it a template—she has done this too many times to count.  There!  The deed is done.  Girl is the proud owner of a new blog.  Again.

Feeling almost giddy, Girl clicks “Add new post”.  And so the adventure begins…


Filed under: Everyday Ramblings

About the girl

Christina. 18. College student. Lover of words, sublime images, fat books and skinny jeans. Dislikes melting snow, the color pink, and procrastination.

This blog is an outlet for my jumbled thoughts. Thank you for stopping by.

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