Sunday, 25 November 2012

Everything needs a beginning.

So here I am, for the very first time, taking my writing and putting it into the open.  Who's to say it's going to get very far, but no one has the ability to knight their own self.  You can't give yourself a title without first demonstrating you have a right to the crown.  What is my title you ask?  Aspiring writer.  What kind of writer you may also be asking.  Well, that is still up for debate.  I may begin with explaining what brought me to blogging in the first place, let us begin with that story.

I suppose most would start with a hello.  Maybe even a proper introduction.  I, am Hillary Rich, of small town origin from a beautiful little place nestled deep in the Okanagan Valley.  They call it Penticton on the maps.  Fortunately, growing up in a small town also helped produce a growing urge to get out of this tiny little place.  That folks, is how I made it to the much larger, some might say, city of Calgary.  Here I am, living large (with my father and step-mother, paying no rent..), experiencing a vast list of things I was never given the chance to experience before, struggling with a job on most days I can hardly stand (retail has a number of joys that go along with it), and for what may be the first time in my life, also struggling with making friends.  However, I'm not 100% sure you can call having conquered two wonderful ladies to listen to me rant and mumble about mindless things in less then a month, struggling.  Maybe conquered isn't necessarily the word you would use to describe making friends either.. but it happened; a lot faster then I thought it might have too I might add.  


Now these ladies helped me with one experience in particular.  Well, quite simply they opened my eyes to the experience of "ladies night" at Cowboys, a local club and casino.  Call it sad, but at 20 years old, I have never been to a "ladies night" of any sort.  Especially not one that consisted of finely built and tuned, male strippers.  Yes, you read that right, male strippers.  For all the women who may possibly be reading this, I'm almost certain you have had the joys of watching Channing Tatum's latest Magic Mike, well, no disappointments to real life exotic dancers, they are all a treat for the eyes!  After swooning for what must have undoubtedly been an inappropriate amount of time, I came to my sensse and started enjoying the rest of the joint I had placed myself for the night.  

As distracted as I tend to get, I have not forgot the point of this story.  In case you have, let me remind you we're getting to the person, place or thing that brought me to blogging.  It happened to be a person.  Mind you, a middle aged man, whom my dear friend thought I was hitting on.  After a countless amount of assuring her it was all business, I'm only now starting to believe it only was.  Like most small talk leads to, this man asked me what I was doing in Calgary.  Well, he wouldn't allow me to get away with my simple response of "oh, I'm here for work!"  No, he wanted more and thank his soul he did.  What else could I tell him but that I was here for school, that I was here to go to school for journalism, that is the truth.  He then proceeded to ask me why he hasn't heard of me, why he's never had the chance of seeing my writing, why I'm not getting myself out there?  He was right.  If I truly want to be a writer I have to start writing.  I can't just wait for a professor to hand me an assignment and start from there.  No doctor ever just walked into an emergency room and started operating, no teacher ever walked into a classroom and started jotting calculus questions on the board.  To say you do something with passion, you do it whenever you can not just when it is expected of you.  I want to write with passion and I want to earn my title.

Everyone has a story, turns out, you just read the beginning of the story to my future and lifetime career.  I should warn you now, I was never good with keeping a steady and consistent writing in my diary or journal.  I do like to type though, with any luck this will be different.  Stay tuned, I'm about to keep the world up to date with a brand new journey.

Sincerely, small town girl taking on the big city.


3 comments:

  1. What a great idea Hillary. I, myself, have considered a blog. I actually starting writing of my earliest memories about a year ago. The only problem - they are still in "Word" on my computer, and I'm not so sure anyone is really interested anyway.

    If you want to be a writer, then you need to engage spellcheck. I used to proof read for a printing company in one of my earlier in life jobs and miss-spelt words and bad grammar are things a good writer strives to keep at a minimum.

    Yes, growing up in a small community in the south Okanagan was great, but as we all know, it is impossible for young people to earn a living. You are young enough to make choices that don't affect anyone but you, so if your job drives you nuts - quit and move on. Like the saying goes - "take a cue from your dog. Cover the shit with grass, and move on.

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  2. I agree; great idea! (Thank-you "perfect" stranger!) ;)
    As you continue to grow, and continue on this journey, you will pick up on all the other things...
    This is a great start, and I look forward to reading more!
    Everything happens for a reason, and it is funny that a perfect stranger helped you to start this journey, and I very much look forward to reading about it, and ultimately (because of your words) going through it with you!

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  3. Hi Hilary;

    I'm Kayley's mom. It is the middle of the night and I can't sleep and while browsing FB, I came upon Kayley's Instragram picture of your blog address... curiosity lead me to your blog.

    I am a major blog reader. Mostly I read blogs relating to my work or hobbies, but occasionally I read blogs just for the enjoyment of reading. I must say that I will continue to read your blog, not really because I have an interest in you... no offense but we've only met a few times... but because of the way you write.

    You definitely have a gift for writing and drawing a reader in. Good luck with your career choice as I believe you really should be writing for a living. That middle age man was so very right and good for you for realizing it.

    Do you know that there is money to be made in writing blogs? While I do have blogs, non are really for others, more for me to have a place to record things. I don't have a lot of knowledge about how you get paid for your blog writing, but I do read a blog of a Summerland lady who's blog has opened doors for her with writing for money. Let me know if you want to be put in touch with her.

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