When I was growing up, online journals were a thing. It was cool to have a space online, in the public forum, where you could spill your innermost thoughts and teenage angst and then allow -- nay, encourage -- the world to read them. If I remember correctly, mine was bright pink, and the emoticons were small hamsters.
I find it infinitely more difficult to write in the public sphere now, but I'm here all the same. I blog and/or edit posts on shesthefirst.org fairly regularly about our sponsored students and my travels to visit them, but sometimes, the topics I deal with as an advocate for girls' education aren't tidy enough to fit into the sphere of STF. So this is where I'll put those thoughts -- the messy, the not fully formed, and the still-percolating. Don't expect them too often, but when they're here, feel free to add your own, whether in the comments or by sending me an email.