Day One.

I imagine this to be somewhat of tip-toeing in water on the first warm day of summer.  Exciting and anxious to start, but a little reserved too.  I think its hard to consider yourself a writer.  Switching the brain from being an audience member to a performer is a challenge.  I suppose a blog is just a modern day way of expressing our 'dear diary' thoughts any how.  My ambitions for The Poetry House are as follows: to celebrate life and love and the little mundane things; maybe even a springboard for discussion.  The Poetry House, to me, is my own personal symbol of all the things I love, rolled into one concept.  If you could bottle up the insatiable feeling of a cup of coffee and stack of books, The Poetry House would be just such a feeling.  It is the ideal place for self-exploration and comfort.  The endless possibility to reflect and savor.  Speaking of which, my first project shall be to read Eat, Pray, Love.  All journeys begin on day one.  So here it goes...I am diving in!