Well I finally did it, I made a blog. There was no real need for it, I post most stories and poems on Facebook or just write them in my journal or Google Docs... but I like having people read my stuff. There's a reason for why people write, and I think that reason is because we want other people to read. What's the sense of having thousands of words sitting on my pages without anyone to read them? Plus, it's easier to manage this way.
Moving on to actual introductions
Hi, I'm Tyler. As of this post, I'm a student in high school with some (read as very little) free time to write things that I feel like writing. Here, is where I'd like to do it (or at least post after I write it on a google doc). Now, I'd actually love for others to use this blog as a space for their own creativity and imagination as well, but I need people to know about it first. So, I figured I'll post a few things and see who wants to do the same. There's honestly no big mission or glorified goal here, I just want to see if I can make a place where some great (and not so great) pieces of pure, unadulterated creativity can form.
Sometimes we choose to write for others and sometimes we choose to write for ourselves, but here we write for both. It's never been about who's seen and read what you wrote, but isn't it better to leave a note? A record that shows that there's a writer who knows, that they have something worth saying? Leave a thought and maybe you'll write a lot. :3
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