Myself as a creator

Creativity is the underbelly of my existence. As a writer, I am constantly translating into beautiful words the memories, revelations, and relationships that color my world. To increase my writing prowess, I have made it a point to write in a diary for a minimum of 20 minutes every night. The deeper into the night, the more lucid my thoughts, and thus, my writing, become. The English language has enraptured me from childhood. In fact, I can recall with perfect clarity the moment I realized my affinity to writing. In 3rd grade, under the school board's iron fist, all students in my grade were required to complete a standardized writing prompt, something about a fantasy world. Putting my pencil to the lined paper, I drifted "into the zone," and completely lost myself in my story, a whimsical tale about a girl riding a boat through a sea of marshmallows. I swear I could feel electricity sparking in my veins. Since that fateful writing assignment, narrative and creative writing has shelved a special place in my heart, and I still drift into that electric state of pure creative energy when I transfer my ideas into words.
Ah, re-reading this, I realize I've written so little. The nail-biting, enough-is-never-enough-perfectionist brewing inside of me cannot ever quite relax and just write words without feeling the overwhelming urge to nitpick.

Collage

First off, I'm sorry about the dodgy photo quality; I could not get my camera to connect to my computer, thus rendering my iPod camera the only option. 

My collage narrows in almost entirely on the right side, as I am undoubtedly a right-brained individual. I adore language, psychology, and music. A book mark represents my ardent love for reading, while the stamps show an avocation to the written word. The Polaroid shot fastened to the far right corner as well as the folded up note and flower petal are all remnants of my past, sentimentality being very important and prominent personality trait of mine. I love indulging my creative side through writing, even through other languages, hence the Japanese flash card. Finally, the CD jacket photo of my favorite artist, Mariah Carey hints at my love for music. As the collage's lack of content on the left side intimates, my left brain holds limited relevancy to my personality. I have stuck with dabs of glue various coins to the left side to represent my scrupulousness with money, one of the few "logical" traits I possess. Through this process I became cognizant of how difficult expressing one's creative side to others can be. I struggled categorizing a "right-brained" trait from a "left-brained" trait, but feel my decisions gave my personality justice. I've created a slightly astray collage, but feel content with that, as I am a slightly astray type of girl!