“This is me writing.”
That’s the best I could muster the other night, just to say I’d committed words to the medium.
Each night I have the intention to write. And if it’s not something related to work or my family, then it’s a video game, or TV, or social media that I can point to and say, “that’s why I didn’t write tonight.”
Sometimes it’s just putting one word after another.
Actual authors or writers will make time for writing. It’s something I need to do too. I’ve been away from it for a while on a hiatus. I’ve had a lot of false starts before now, and maybe this is one too.
I just needed to write a bit tonight. And maybe tomorrow I can write a bit more.
First steps.
Dispatches from Obscurity 