revival

dogwood, originally uploaded by theloushe.

I wonder, how many abandoned blogs does the internet hold? How many little ideas started to take shape, but then snagged in their creator's minds, or failed to find a suitable voice, or stopped speaking because they weren't sure who their audience was?

What is Spark, and can I fan it into something...more? Can I take the little beginnings of ideas - the creative jaunts, the grit of parenting, the idealistic aspirations, the growly moments of life - and build them up with kindling into something whole? How do I fit the parts together, book quotes and bug photos and liberal rants and mommy goo and snark and cheese and zen chimes and temper tantrums and poetry and laundry, into something cohesive?

I'd like to talk with you about the things that make us who we are, the moments that catch our attention, the places we go when we let the sparks catch.

The spark for me at this moment: it's spring in Richmond again, and this year I'm seeing it from the city, not from the suburbs. I took years of this-life-doesn't-fit-me angst and finally did something about it, and with each fear I face and each change I make, I get closer to feeling like I'm really being *me*. In true evangelist-blogger, navel-gazing, you-gotta-try-this fashion, I'm going to give this thing a go again.

(FYI, I'm changing the design a bit so it might look ugly and mismatchy for a little while, and older posts may lose some formatting)

For those of you who know me, where shall we stop first?