I Shall From Time to Time…
Several months ago, I started (and soon after ceased) to post essays on a little page. I had hoped that, if nothing else, having this forum on which to put my “completed” works would entice me to write more and more. It worked, for a little while (as you can see if you peruse the dates of the articles), but it has gone largely ignored for the past 9 months or so.
Earlier this week, 9 months to the day since I had last posted, I was tempted to write a piece, but I could not find anything to write about. But after going to my writing class this evening, I realized that my biggest problem as a writer is not in my mechanical ability (or lack thereof) to construct sentences, characters, and plots, but rather the fact that I am completely devoid of anything remotely resembling a work ethic. And for the first time in months, I was able to retain this feeling of wanting to write when I got home.
I’m hoping to be able to keep this up, and in the interest of doing so, I am placing a strict schedule on myself, where I must write something every day. I may not post all of these things, but hopefully more than a few will make it past my rigorous process of loathing and self-doubt and onto these pages where somebody, God knows, will actually read them. Or not.
Anyway, my latest piece is on politicians, gay marriage, and Uzbekistan. And if that doesn’t make you read on, then, well, I never really cared about you anyway.
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