04/07/2016

About

From a young age, I have been a curious and imaginative spirit. I spent my development years playing in the woods behind my parents house, building unfinished tree forts and finding various “fossils” in the loose gravel that lined the driveway, making up (see: hypothesizing) stories about the geological history of what the land used to be before it became our home. According to Arie, it used to be a jungle because of the dead vines hanging at the bottom of our hill and before that, it was an Egyptian burial ground because of a rock I found one time with the eye of Ra painted on it. And before THAT, well it was an ocean of course, because I found numerous rocks calcified with seashells.

My first journal was a notebook with a Siberian tiger cub casually resting its elbows on the moon in outer space. I’m not sure how I even remember that image, clear as day. I wrote my first short stories in elementary school, poetry in middle school, and prose in high school.

I wasn’t quite sure what this was all about when I started this blog. But it’s become something more beautiful and life altering than I could have ever imagined.

I love to write, and I love to share stories.

Read more about what I’m doing now here.

So grab a cup of coffee, and let’s talk life together, yea?

Love,
Arie / Her Free Spirit