Snail Mail and an Artistic Attack!
There I was just chilling downstairs trying to decided what to attach to my blog. I had been thinking about fairies and forests, things of that nature. I thought I might write a story that involved these things.
Thus I began searching the Internet for inspiration. BUT! Instead of finding inspiration for writing I became increasingly drawn to the idea of drawing my own picture!
Before this moment of artistic inspiration evaporated I raced to print some model pictures and quickly grabbed my pencil to begin what I could now see in my head as the most beautiful Fairy Ball that have ever been held under the light of the Full Moon.
Covered in graphite and surrounded by papers with pictures of ballet dancers and flowers is how my mother found me when she went to answer the door.
Thus buried in my creative attitude I didn't realized what was happen at my front door until my mother plopped a rather heavy cardboard box at my feet.
It took my brain a moment to register just what was inside that box.
I am now typing this good news upon that wondrous gift which showed up at my house via snail mail.
I now have a computer of my own on which to create, write, explore, and soak up knowledge!
So now hopefully you'll be hearing much more from me and I promise that this is just a first installation of the progress of my Fairy Ball creation. Just as I have included you in it's birth you shall see it grow to be that beautiful creation which is now expanding in my head just aching to escape and be shared.
Thus I began searching the Internet for inspiration. BUT! Instead of finding inspiration for writing I became increasingly drawn to the idea of drawing my own picture!
Before this moment of artistic inspiration evaporated I raced to print some model pictures and quickly grabbed my pencil to begin what I could now see in my head as the most beautiful Fairy Ball that have ever been held under the light of the Full Moon.
Covered in graphite and surrounded by papers with pictures of ballet dancers and flowers is how my mother found me when she went to answer the door.
Thus buried in my creative attitude I didn't realized what was happen at my front door until my mother plopped a rather heavy cardboard box at my feet.
It took my brain a moment to register just what was inside that box.
I am now typing this good news upon that wondrous gift which showed up at my house via snail mail.
I now have a computer of my own on which to create, write, explore, and soak up knowledge!
So now hopefully you'll be hearing much more from me and I promise that this is just a first installation of the progress of my Fairy Ball creation. Just as I have included you in it's birth you shall see it grow to be that beautiful creation which is now expanding in my head just aching to escape and be shared.
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