I imagine
running away to Italy with Chenzo, getting lost in the winding streets stepping
on shadows of chapels and stores.
Window shopping in Milan. Admiring the architecture and sculptures of Florence. Travelling by gondola in Venice. Sightseeing
in Rome. Hiking in the Alps. Maybe not.
I can see it all as if it were just outside my window. I can feel the wetness in the air, it was
disgusting. But why? Anyone would be ecstatic to be amongst the
most luxurious material things that money can buy and the most beautiful sights
there are to see. Never will understand
that when I finally get around things that I think I deserve I always feel
uneasy. Maybe deep down I still feel
like I don’t belong.
I had to dig deeper.
Maybe a change of scenery would be better. The coasts of Tuscany would do me some good. Better yet flying to Isola Bella Beach. Down to the shore where I can relax and take
it all in. The earth between my
toes. The sun warming my body. The sound of the water splashing against the
shore. At least I’ll be at peace
even if only for a moment. It has to be paradise or a little piece of heaven.
Perspective.
It’s all about the way you look at the things that
surround you.
I always had to dig deeper . . .
This assignment was the perfect opportunity to start a blog which is something that I’ve wanted to do for a while. This was not necessarily the type of blog that I had imagined I would be creating but it sparked so many different ideas that I can use in the future. I thought most of what I wanted to add would be easy and for the most part it was. The site was very helpful for those things that I had questions about or didn’t quite know what to do. This entire process made me think outside the box.
ReplyDeleteMy style is usually simple so that’s the way I planned on displaying my blog. From time to time I would look at other blogs to see if I was going in the right direction. A few times I saw things that I wanted to expand on such as the hyperlinks. I didn’t realize that I didn’t have to include the website address but could use word(s) or phrases which helped as the blogs increased. Instead of the reader having to scroll through each blog it would go directly to it. The critiques opened my eyes to things that I could’ve done differently. While it was never harsh, it did sting a little but I remembered that not everybody views things the same way that I do. Ultimately, the blog was an outlet but it was also for the reader.
I thought that the hardest part of this assignment would be merging my ideas with a stranger’s ideas. It started off easy but got tougher with every assignment. My first blog didn’t start with a specific place or location so I was able to link the two blogs but eventually my story had to emerge from the unknown to an actual place. I was surprised that I was able to bring the storyline full circle. The final blog actually explains the struggle that I alluded to in my first entry.
I probably did more reading than writing throughout the entire process just trying to make the connection alone. For the most part, once I came up with a storyline the words just flowed. There were times where I wanted to mimic the flow of the other person’s writing to connect the text. My second blog has the same layout as the blog that I was reviewing. I wanted the reader to read my blog and then instantly see how the text intertwined with the other blog. I used at least one phrase or quote from each blog that I interacted with. Sometimes this alone was enough to merge the two storylines into one.
Like Exit Through the Gift Shop, my blogs started with an idea that evolved into something that I couldn’t have imagined. I had no idea where this journey would take me but I was determined to see it through to the end.