So here you have it. This is my blog. Hopefully it will be an enjoyable read for most people and there might be something interesting along the way for you. Even if it’s not read at all apart from anyone but my mum…hi mum…at least it will be a space where I can jot down a few of the thoughts that buzz around my head.
I absolutely love reading blogs and spend most days scrolling through endless posts on topics ranging from surfing to books and all that’s in-between. I must say however that although I enjoy reading the pinterest worthy blogs about baking, crafting and other clever creative type things- I in no way fit into that category however much I try; I can’t cook…at all, I dress like an old man most of the time, my photographs often come complete with the fuzzy thumb in the corner feature and I can be a cynical brute most of the time (I am British after all). I expect therefore, that this blog will mainly consist of posts regarding failed food attempts, self- deprecating humour and my half- committed tales of attempting to get fit this year.
This is actually probably the worst way to start a blog and introduce myself…
….aaaanyway….let’s start off with why I’ve decided to start blogging instead. It’s simple really, I love to write, literally about anything. As a child my mum told me that I would sit there for hours with a pad and a pen and copy the local parish newspaper out word for word. I was too young to know what the words meant but had just started handwriting classes at Primary School and seemed to oddly enjoy the process of it all. When I got a bit older, this enjoyment turned into a full blown obsession for writing lists about the most random of topics. I have vivid memories of being at my grandparents house and asking my family if they could think of anymore crisp flavours for me to add to my already ridiculously lengthy list (I also remember getting annoyed when there were suggestions such as ‘monster munch’ or ‘wheat crunchies’! These are TYPES of crisps people NOT flavours).
I’m not merely a narcissistic fool however and have always enjoyed the words of other, infinitely more talented, writers than myself. I often had my head in a book and whilst other little girls would have beds filled with teddy bears and dollies, I would sleep with 7/8 books under my pillow instead. I also despised the fact that my acute travel sickness as a child would often hinder my ability to read during long journeys in the car, I would consider those hours sitting staring out of the window as so wasted.
This love of reading and writing followed me all through my childhood and adolescence and into my early twenties where I studied for a BA in English Literature at University. Since then I’ve travelled the world a fair bit, worked in various places and at the grand old age of 27 have decided that creating this blog may get the old juices flowing again and will hopefully bring me as much pleasure as writing once did when I was younger.
I hope you enjoy it.
Hello and welcome to This Ruth Is On Fire, a UK blog which is a haven for random thoughts and sarcastic observations.
I'm also into books, clothes and visiting places too.
