I’ve noticed more and more these days how people begin an introduction of themselves by starting off in some random place, stating a random train of thought that the rest of us would never have seen coming and very often requires some sort of explaining. Not that I’m complaining, of course, otherwise that would make my opening paragraph hypocritical and ironic.
First, let me explain my reasoning behind this blog – and thereafter we can get stuck into the gory details of “Getting to know me”, where we get up close and personal with my inner most thoughts and somewhere through my tedious paragraph you find out that I like meringues, my hobbies are X Y and Z, I lost my first tooth when I was 4… and so on.
I started a blog a while ago on a different site (is it okay to name and shame yet? or should I wait until I’m famous?) but that never really took off. At all. Not that I’m in this for the popularity – but it is nice to feel like someone (at least one person) is reading what I have to say and judging my style of writing as well as judging me as a person. I’ll keep this one as short as my desire to write will let me, and if anyone likes my writing – You’ll be seeing more of me. (well… reading more of my blogs if we’re going to be specific)
The name of my blog? CourtneyShortney? well it seems fairly obvious to me but that’s because I am the one who came up with the name so one would hope that I have some idea as to why. Firstly, my name is Courtney. Secondly, I am not a particularly tall person… actually I’m quite short. And there you have it! A short analysis behind my name (proof to all English teachers that there is such a thing as a short explanation of something without needing to find any deeper meaning) I spent a long time trying to come up with something clever and thought provoking as a blog name, I even tried Googling previously used names. (Of course I was Uninspired) I even came up with the name “Victoria’s Not-So-Secret” where I would attract my audience with my quirky play on the Victoria’s Secret name and the idea that owing to the fact that this is a blog… nothing would be a secret. However, I am not a fan of the kinky underwear nor the “Child-friendly” clothing line that dearest Victoria has to offer… and it goes without saying, My name is Not Victoria and therefore it just wouldn’t be “me”. (Har Har Har I hope you see what i did there)
My parents have always called me Shortney for as long as I can remember – quite clearly because I am short – and it was only recently that I have come to terms with it. Yes, after 18 years I finally accepted my fate as being one who occasionally has to shop in the kiddies section to find pants that fit me,or swing my feet under the table because they can’t touch the floor, or even turn baking into a workout routine by climbing the kitchen counters to reach the the highest shelves. (Whose idea was it to create shelves that high up anyway?) I may not have the longest supermodel legs or the daintiest little hands to match my slender arms, but you know what they say; “Dynamite comes in small packages”
So there you have it (for now) my very brief, very “short” introduction to my blog, and it was just a little less than a handshake.