I remember the first time I heard a song from the play “Wicked”. It was a slow week at work and I was browsing videos at Myspace (it was that long ago) looking for something new to listen to. I caught the song “I’m Not That Girl”, which was basically a song about a girl saying she was ordinary and not the kind of girl that a boy would choose to love. I listened to that song everyday for hours that week on loop. I even looked for videos of that song being performed. However, I didn’t want to read the synopsis of the play, because I knew in my…

For weeks, I’ve been struggling with what to write for this blog. No, nothing truly horrible has happened in my life or to anyone I love. There’s just been a voice nagging me to write something true, something more than a few sentences describing a photo I took or a new food item I cooked or tried. I wanted to write something  that would mean more than just a garnish to an image or an experience. Something that made its mark on me, or maybe on the people who might chance upon this piece of the internet that I hold. So let me write about words. Their power to influence,…