“Twelve days ago, I bought that notebook. Today, I am starting my blog.”
“This first quarter has been incredible. I’ll see you again with another update at halftime.”
Wow. Six months ago, on September 22, 2019, I decided I had to start my blog. Three months ago, I reflected on how far I’d come a quarter of the way into my 52-week project. A friend asked me today whether I think I’ll keep going–whether there’ll be a week 53. Here at halftime, I feel pretty confident saying yes. This blog means so much to me, and I love so much that I can look back at my writing, my forms of expression, and people’s responses to it every week for the past 6 months. So this week, I want to share 2 lists and a poem: things I’ve learned, pieces I’m proud of, and a reflection on what 6 months can embody in one’s life. Thank you so so SO much for reading.
Things I’ve learned:
- I really prefer writing poetry to prose.
- I’ve gotten pretty good at Instagram stories.
- I think my favorite adjective might be “magical.” I use it a lot.
- Self-reflection is a crucial part of my grief process (and my life process, too).
- I still miss my mom, and will probably miss her for the rest of my life.
- People feel things, and they appreciate seeing those things written down.
Pieces I’m proud of (although each piece I write holds its own special place in my heart. click the name of each piece if you want to read!):
- Resistance – my most-viewed piece. an interview with the incredible Carla Hill.
- viaje a la luna – the time I directed and starred in a one-woman show about Federico Garcia Lorca and his love life.
- monster – the time I found a nonsense quote in my notebook and wrote haikus.
- anatomy – about how ‘feeling bad’ isn’t just in your head.
- you’re riding a bus – a piece about anxiety.
- let’s cook – a piece for my sister.
- quarantine – literally last week’s piece. i just really liked it. recency bias, maybe?
halftime. a poem about what 6 months might mean.