Cellar Door

These two words have often been cited as being the most beautiful phrase in the English Language. And I would have to agree.

Its pleasant to hear–did you try saying it? The phrase rolls of your tongue.

Cellar doors are often outside. They are that angled structure that one finds on the side of a house that hides stairs that go into the basement. Some people would call it a storm cellar. And sometimes these doors are located inside depending on your house design or where you’re from.

There’s something beautiful about cellar door that makes it my favorite phrase.

Its a metaphor for life.

You have to leave where you’re comfortable in order to go to the cellar door. The experiences beyond it can be positive or negative. To embrace life, you have to leave your comfort zone.

Take a step outside. Where’s your cellar door?


Beginning Somewhere

Its taken me an hour to write this post. And probably a solid week or two to decide whether to start this blog in the first place.

I fail at making decisions, and even more so when it comes to my writing.

So this is a blog by a twenty-something writer going into her junior year at a university in New Hampshire. I’m far from the rainy city I call home that includes my mom, and my beagle, Whitaker.

I want to give myself a chance to explore and reflect. Writing has always been therapeutic. I’m not quite sure what stopped me from maintaining some kind of diary over the years. Instead, I used the pages of blank spiral notebooks to interrupt my fictional drabbles with heartbroken words and stream of conscious ramblings.

Maybe this will be a risk I’ll regret, but life is short, and I should stop regretting things I’ve done.

I’ve learned more from doing crazy things.