Blog Manifesto

Blog Manifesto


This blog is dedicated, as the title would suggest, to the qualities of being young. We are young writers. We are playful and sensitive, fluid and changing. We are unashamed with our art. We wonder at the world, puzzle over the meanings of things and twirl in delight at images and ideas that float by, grabbing at them as they pass. We are curious and constantly inquiring and prying concepts open and taking assumptions apart. We are on the ground, close to the earth. We have bare feet and wiggle our toes into nature. We carry our blankies still and wrap up cozy and comfy with each other and tell ghost stories and shiver at creepy things. We laugh and we cry and we take a lot of naps, drained from our outings and exertions.

We write as gifts to each other, tying them up in ribbon and leaving them around for each other to find, hiding and waiting for the person to wake up and read. Surprise! We weave our stories together to create a bond. One writes, then the other. then another again. We have a shared reality that we have crafted, bit by piece by patch, by string. We write simple, honest authentic things, with our unique voices. You can tell each one of us from the other, without knowing who wrote what. Our voices are clear and gentle and original. We whisper and our personalities roar! Like children, our feelings are strong, our passion for what we write shakes us. We are moved and sometimes left breathless, by our own words or the words of each other. We cannonball into each others spaces. We fall backward into each others writing, like into a pile of leaves or a soft bed. We gobble and grin and ask for more. (footnote kudos to JC)

Then we go to bed, wake up to a new day and do it all over again!

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

{[ Although ]}

Yesterday was a very hard day for me. All day long I walked the house
like a zombie cleaning. Brain mushed up like scrambled eggs. Feet
scooting across the carpet. Just..dragging. I was an emotional wreck.

I just wanted to take the time to thank my friends. Friends..thats a
really big word for me. I've never had friends like ones I have
now. There are so many words to describe each one of them.

Although I may be closer to ones more then others I still love them
all the same. I may not speak in large words..or words that make complete
sence sometimes but they still show that I care.  When I say such words as..


Good, caring,greatful, smart, friendly, happy, wise, unique, and most
of all love..


These words although so..simple describe how I feel for you all.
I'm a simple person..with simple words that have so much more
meaning. I want to personally thank each of you...in my own
simple way.


Rosie..thank you..for all that you do for me. Even though it may
be the tinest thing such as playing a game with me in complete silence.
I still enjoy you there. You helped me talk about the issue at hand
yesterday. And..although it was hard..I worked through it with you.
You ..helped me and I'm greatful for it.

Reese..I may not know you as well as the others but you are a riot.
You make me laugh everytime we are all together playing. You have
a certain spirit to you that makes you unique. I can't wait to get to
know you better then what I already have.

last but not least..

Jc..I've told you more then once from the bottom of my heart how
much your friendship means to me and of course you know cause I
bring it up every single day. So..this I am writing for you a bit differently..
you are to me like a sunset near the ocean. Beautiful hues of orange
and yellow.Warm..inviting..and safe.. like a blankie.
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