One Year Later

One Year LaterOne year ago I sat down and decided to start a blog. I debated names with my mom and sister for hours that day and still didn’t settle until after I hit “publish.” Now Scribbling in the Margins finds itself closing in on the first 100 subscribers and 63rd post.

I haven’t spent as much time blogging as I hoped when I started it. School took up a lot of my time and I struggled to develop new and creative post ideas once a week. I became really discouraged with my lack of progress and motivation. I wanted to push myself to be creative again and write for fun. Yet I wasn’t able to keep up.

All that changes now. Scribbling in the Margins is going to look very different in the next couple weeks. I’m moving blogging platforms, completely redesigning the site, and rebranding. I like my blog fine as is, but I’m ready to make it look a bit more serious and a bit more me. I want to create something I’m excited to work on everyday.

It’s still a blog about writing and books. But it’s going to be more personal and more reflective on my young adult life. As of tomorrow, when the Class of 2015 walks across the stage, I will be a senior in college. A lot of changes are coming and I want to be able to blog about them, before and after.

I’m hoping to have everything up and running before June, but May is a busy month and I make no promises. If anything starts to look weird or posts don’t show up, please let me know. I’m hoping this will be a smooth transition, but a part of why I’m doing it now is I have little to lose and time to learn.

Thank you for everyone who’s been reading Scribbling in the Margins in its first year! I hope you’ll continue to enjoy it as I make these changes. I look forward to hearing what you think and seeing where this next year takes us.


What I Read: The Opposite of Loneliness

3/5 pineapplesWhat I Read: The Opposite of Loneliness

Marina Keegan intrigued me.

From the start, I noticed her in a bright yellow coat looking at me every time my friends and I found ourselves in Barnes & Noble (which is often). Finally, I opened the cover. When I found out she died just after her college graduation, I set the book back on the shelf and walked away.

At some point, Marina ended up on my Goodreads “to-read” list but I didn’t think much of it until this semester. The semester of three classes, free time, and low motivation meant reading more. I gravitated towards nonfiction and short essays, easy to pick up after longer periods of time. Marina caught my eye once again. This time I obliged.

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