October 27, 2010
After realizing that my Senior year of college is quickly drawing to a close, I’ve decided to record what’s left of it. Some of my friends have begun “photo-a-day” projects, but I always seem to find myself without a camera, pen and drawing paper, or even quill and scroll, at those crucial Kodak moments of life. Besides, words have always been my “thing.” My best friend makes beautiful artwork; she creates images and textiles like I have never seen. I do not. I make sentences which make paragraphs which hopefully convey meaning. I like to play with words and language. I like to experiment. Once when I was younger, I decided to give up on capitalization and punctuation. That rebel phase didn’t last long, but it was fun while it did. Anyways, more to the point. I have decided to record my findings during my last months as an undergraduate, whether insightful or dull, inspiring or depressing. I’m a packrat by nature, a packrat and a word-player. So, it’s fitting that I’m here, a place where I can play with words and save my experiments in cyberspace. I can’t promise great wit or beautiful prose. I’m not Milton or Donne, Bronte or Poe, but I can promise honesty. Whenever something makes me laugh, smile, cry, or gasp in horror, expect to find it here. Onward.
Why the wizard bit, you ask? Well, I just happen to share a last name with that funny little guy behind the curtain. It’s a nickname that’s stuck with me since childhood (in many variations, including one that adds on my first initial and makes me a famous, terrifying sea creature), but it’s a name and a comparison I like (as is the shark moniker, it’s clever). I’ve often felt that my journey is akin to that of Dorothy‘s to the Emerald City, so here I am – the Wizard – at your linguistic service.
May 15, 2011
I feel compelled at this point to update my information page. While the ending still holds true, I’m still a packrat and a word-player, as of May 2011, I am no longer an undergrad looking for a way to remember my Senior year. I am now an English Literature graduate student with a new home state and a whole crazy academic future ahead. I’m excited that my blog seems to have grown and changed as much as I have and that it has recorded some of my deepest thoughts and most confusing, winding musings. It’s become a friend of mine, a confidant. So, with bookeeping out of the way, once again, onward.
