When I go back and look at this blog, I figured something out. Number one, I wrote a lot when my wife and I were still boyfriend and girlfriend and had 300 miles worth of the Midwest between us. Number two, I wrote a lot when I worked at Commerce Bank because I had a ton of fucking time on my hands and I discovered (again) I really enjoyed writing.I decided it would be a good idea to go back to school, get my stuff together and finish a journalism degree. Since then, my recreational writing has been reduced. I'm not happy about this. I don't want to say I had a loyal following, but I did. People enjoyed reading my stuff and it was encouraging enough to make me believe in myself. Now, I'm not sure if anyone reads this anymore. Since I only write about once a month I wouldn't blame anyone if they didn't.
In my time of non-recreational writing, I've moved from reporter to sports writer to columnist to sports editor at my school newspaper. Not too shabby for the past year and a half. I even had ambitions to be editor of the paper. After some conversations, I hoping to realize that goal. I think I've lost focus on what put me on this path in the first place.
I've made mini resolutions about getting back on the writing train. So, I'm not going to do it now. If I don't post on here for another three weeks, so be it. If I start writing every day again that's fine too.
I just think it is time to whip myself back in to shape.
