Saturday, January 11, 2020

On Writing Again

Some years ago, fifteen actually, I started this blog with the idea of writing. Back then, I explained that I wanted to write to become a better speaker, a better communicator. I wanted to write for me.

So I did.

I wrote. Rewrote. Unwrote. Rewrote some more. Unwrote a lot more.

I posted first drafts that had no rewriting. I sat on drafts that had extensive rewriting.

I wrote when I wanted to and only when I wanted to.

I wrote about things that interested me.

And then I slowed down.

And then I stopped.

I am not sure why. It wasn't because I didn't have anything I wanted to say. There were lots of articles in my mind, some of which made it on to my computer. I think it is because I didn't want to take time to say it.

It is, at times, easy to write. The words flow like water off a duck's back.

It is, at times, hard to write. Words flow like water up a duck's back.

You know, the image just isn't the same, is it?

But perhaps it illustrates the issue as well as any. Finding the right words can be hard, particularly if one is writing out of necessity rather than out of desire and passion.

So why do I say this?

Perhaps it's an apology--a defense--for my lack of writing. It's not that most of you care. You didn't care that I didn't write. You probably didn't even miss it. In fact, you might have not missed it so much that you will not even see that I have posted again.

But as part of my plan for growth this year, I am going to try to write more.

Here's to hoping this isn't my last post for 2020.

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