My name is Learkana (leer-kaw-nah | leh!-keh-nah). I graduated with a degree in English from an expensive ass liberal arts women’s college and it was the best decision I ever made in my life (although my bank account disagrees). Currently figuring my life out as all twenty-something fuckups do (doing it in the Bay Area makes it a lot better though.) I used to have a Xanga (wow I feel old). I actually utilized the blog feature on Myspace (you know, when Myspace was a thing). I even create “Notes” on Facebook! (Yeah, I’m that kind of FB friend. Sorry.) So with some strong encouragement from a few of my ~real-life~ friends (aka Nicole and Darcy), I’ve decided to get all official-like with this blogging business and create a forreal blog, and shit. (I do have a Tumblr, but come on. Tumblr is not a forreal blog site! It’s way too impersonal and people mostly reblog pictures of cats and screenshots of controversial tweets.)
I was very hesitant about doing this, just because I find blogging to be such a self-absorbed practice. Okay, yes, I accept that I’m a narcissist. But it’s one thing to post the
annoyingly frequent occasional status or note about my thoughts, it’s a whole other thing to create an entire online forum dedicated to exhibiting my train of thoughts in longhand form in the hopes that someone with a decent-sized attention span and enough interest will want to read what I have to say in excruciating detail and whatnot. But oh well. I’m doing it anyway. I am embracing my narcissism in all of its self-referential, self-centered glory! Woo! Also it’s not something I can escape, as a writer. I will always be blogging, even if it’s not public (back in ancient times, pre-Internet craze, it was called “writing in my journal”). Which reminds me of something one of my professors once told me: “Even if you don’t get published, you will keep writing. If you are a writer, you won’t be able to stop. Writing is surviving.”* So I might as well make it a consistent practice and try to be entertaining (perhaps enlightening? am I overshooting?) while I’m at it.
What am I going to write on here? Oh, all sorts of shit you probably won’t care to know about it! The following are just a few things I might tackle:
- my misadventures with online dating (OKC, hollaa–or not)
- the frustrations of being an intersectional feminist in an oblivious world
- the frustrations of being a millenial in our fucked up economy
- overdoing-it analysis of pop culture
- my dysfunctional family
- awkward anecdotes
- my struggles as a half-assed writer
- work-related references that will be oblique because I don’t wanna get fired
I see you’ve wet your pants in excitement. GTFO no one said you could piss yourself in this space. Loljk.
What else can I say about me? (memememe.) (I guess that I really enjoy parentheses. Oh yeahh.)
Well, that about covers it for now.
tl;dr women’s college feminism english degree yay! writing writing writing this blog = longer version of my Facebook updates sry2say
*Disclaimer: All quotes from real persons are half-remembered and paraphrased to suit the author’s own purposes. She apologizes for her memory but not for her bias.