No More Mountains

So, I climbed a mountain, see, and now I need to do something a little less strenuous. So I’ve decided to overhaul my life and turn my world completely on its arse just to see what happens. Wanna’ watch?

Of course you do.

Basically this blog is about me finally stepping off the perch and flying head-long into the sun. Hopefully I’ll figure things out before I burst into a firey ball of feathers and beak. But then again, that could be fun to see, too.

I’ve wanted to be a writer ever since I was nearly-published in OWL Magazine when I was in 4th grade. I think the submitted story was about my dog (Oreo) and a red dragon. It didn’t make the cut, but it started this whole ‘I’d like to be a writer one day!‘ thing, and I’ve been working very hard at ignoring that dream for many, many years. It’s amazing what can happen when you really put your mind to something.

So, I have no real idea where this is going to go (you can read my first blog post here), but that’s what makes a journey a journey, isn’t it?

I like dogs, mochas, prosecco, music, and Chris. But not necessarily in that order.

I do not like saxaphones, unglazed pottery, moving spiders, ‘Sexual Healing’ by Marvin Gaye, and child actors.

This is me:

…and this is me on Kili in Aug 2010:

My name is Robyn.

Welcome to my world.