Words mean something

     By the time I was in seventh grade, I knew my future profession would involve writing. I didn't know what journalism was at that point, but I knew the rest of my life would revolve around the use and careful consideration of words.
     I grew up in a house where my father would always say, "Words mean something." I would roll my eyes and nod my head when he would say that to me, acting naive and unappreciative of how a simple sentence made of three words would end up changing my life.
     Words mean something. They always will. It's our job, as journalists, as writers, as teachers, as human beings, to use words to make this world a better place. Whether you're speaking these words, yelling these words, singing these words, writing these words, rhyming these words - words will always mean something. 

    This blog will be a place for me to put the stories I've done for The BonaVenture, The Intrepid and any other work I might do throughout the years. A professional blog of sorts. Feel free to follow me here or on my personal blog, The Good Journey.
     So use your words, and let the world know what you want to say! Be careful, though, choose your words wisely ... they always mean something.