The Writing Itch


Circa 1996, I graduated from high school and never thought about writing again, at least not for the simple sake and enjoyment of writing.

However, in the recent years I have rediscovered writing and I enjoy it.  I am not a professional writer or have any background in this area.  I didn’t even particularly like English class back in high school but the simple accomplishment of putting concise thoughts to paper, or screen as it may be, is fulfilling.

I’ve always admired people that have a full journal with memories, thoughts, doodles and photos.  I’ve tried it but never kept at it.  I’ve had several notebooks with only a few pages with something on them.  I jump back and forth between digital journals and the age old paper and pencil.  I can’t decide whether I want to write privately or publicly (as in this blog).  I would get bored writing everyday about relatively trivial things yet I don’t want to confine myself, or this blog, to a particular interest.  I enjoy writing best when I want to.  Not according to a schedule or a deadline.  Although, I do save topics about which I may want to write then I visit them later.  About the only thing I am sure of is that I do enjoy writing from time to time and that is all.

Writing is an art form, no doubt.  So, am I an artist?  Well, no, I don’t think so but I can appreciate art.  I can emulate it.  I can be inspired by it.

Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing. – Benjamin Franklin