I went to Colorado State University and majored in English with a concentration in Creative Writing. I mostly wrote poetry, but one of my favorite classes was Creative Non-Fiction. I used to write all the time. I always had notebooks that I could pull out in a moment’s notice and just write. I’m not sure how they drizzled out of my life, but they did. I find that I usually still carry a notebook with me, but I rarely stop to write. And by rarely, I mean never. Never ever.
This blog is really part of a bigger project to get me writing again. Every day. I know it is a lot like training for anything; you have to keep practicing. Now that I have S and E, I find it even more difficult to find the time to run, swim, read a book, or go to the bathroom by myself, let alone write! As I write this now, S is running around yelling E’s name while he is standing, grabbing onto my knees, trying desperately to get up the courage to take steps on his own. I am curious how a kid with no fear has so much self-doubt. I am sure that will unfold in the years to come…
If I can find the time to write, just a little everyday, maybe I can retrain my brain to start thinking like a writer and more can come, like a novel. Or a novella. Either way.