Between Moments

I started writing when I was 6 years old. My first “book” was about a boy who got sick with a fever from some movie theater popcorn that had gone bad. It was about 10 pages long with poor drawings of popcorn and movie theater seats. What can I say, I’m a writer not an artist. I presented it to my first grade teacher who asked me to read it aloud for my classmates. It wasn’t that interesting to first graders but since then I’ve had a love for writing. Over the years I’ve written on and off, I’ve blogged, journaled, helped write content for podcasts, attempted having my own podcast which ran for 24 episodes. I’ve taken long periods off from writing, sometimes I can’t help but write everyday. No matter what’s happened in my life, the only thing I ever go back to is writing.    

I’m not much of a self starter but I’ve tried to be. If I begin something it’s because I’ve seen the goal and want to be there already but hate the process. With writing/blogging it’s more of a natural process, while there is some work involved the process isn’t as gruesome as wanting to do any other thing. Life goes on whether or not I put the work in and that’s my choice. 

My name is Ophelia Wrenne, and while that is not my real name that is the name I have chosen for myself. The truth is I am very self conscious and as ironic as it sounds, I don’t really like to tell people my business. I took this alias because of this idea that the real me would be someone to laugh at. Like I’ve said before, I’m not a self starter but I’d like to be. The real me may not be a self starter but Ophelia surely is. The real me has tried to start things before but has found herself uninspired and leaving that dream to follow another before it has had any chance to take off. What I’m saying is that I feel that I’ve begun so many things and left them behind. If I begin another thing without seeing it through, I’ll only be giving people ammunition to say things like “oh yeah? I wonder how long this is going to go on before you give it up.” And I know, no one is saying that but me, yes this is true but I want to do this in secret so that it’s not something I feel I would disappoint people if one day I stopped. 

So what will I be writing about? Life, my life and how I view the world. I’m edging my late 20s early 30s and I want to share my perspective on things. I’ve gone through some things I consider to be  devastating and that I’m still processing. I understand that every unique individual has their own devastating story with their own perspective. As I’ve gotten older I still find new ways of viewing certain experiences. I like to think that sharing what I’ve gone through and this new found perspective is a form of therapy for me. I love writing because I can see what it is I’m feeling, my anxious thoughts on paper. On a particular bad day I had a million thoughts running through my mind and asked someone for a sheet of paper and my hand went off. All of my anxious thoughts flowed out with every word I wrote until finally I was able to face what was occupying my mind. I never felt better. Relief. Freedom from my thoughts that trapped me but wanted to express somehow, that’s why I love writing. I want to be vulnerable in my posts and for the sake of privacy, names will be changed in the stories I share and what I’ve come to learn from them. Some stories may be told from first person perspective or third person. We will see how we go.   

To my readers, 

I hope to get to know and connect with you.

yours truly, 

Ophelia Wrenne