The First Million Words

When learning to write, you should be ready to throw away your first million words. Welcome to my writing trash can.

Friday, August 05, 2005

Am I back?

Well, it has been a while since I posted here. Major changes to my personal schedule, a couple of out of town trips, and losing my focus are the reasons, as poor as they are. The primary reason is losing my focus. I've never been a creative sort - at least creative in any of the arts. But lately I have felt a burning desire to learn to write. In some ways it's like exercising. I want to do it. I know how good I feel after I do it. But when that alarm goes off at 5:30 am, nagging me to get up and exercise, it is the last thing I want to do, even though I need it. I need to use muscles or lose them. Same with my writing muscle. I need to use it and develop it.

I've never really had a traditional artistic expression in my life. I am a software developer. I've been either playing or working with computers as far back as the 8th grade (and that was a LONG time ago). I had an immediate attraction to it. I guess in many ways that was my creative outlet. Creating a computer program that would make the machine do what I wanted to do. Some say, and I would agree, that there is a bit of art in writing a computer program. The way it is written, how the code is designed and laid out, and how elegantly it handles unexpected situations. But lately, that world has been less appealing to me. For the first time in my life I have been thinking of what I want to do next. I have over 15 years experience in my current line of work, but lately I've actually been looking forward to walking away from it all. Take a huge pay cut, maybe even 50% or more, to completely start over in some other area. What area? I don't know yet. I'm feeling pulled in 3 major areas: writing, photography, and music. Not in music as a performer, but in some other capacity. Somehow involved in the
burgeoning Christian alternative rock genre. I also work with the youth group at my church, and I love doing that, too. Maybe that is a fourth area?

Is God calling me away from my current line of work and into another? I hope it's him, since the desire is so strong. I feel like He is, though I can't really prove it. It's just a feeling I get. And as my wife will atest, I don't get feelings very often. When I get one, it's typically right on.

So here is where I learn to write. Time to set aside the distractions and get busy. And if anyone should happen by and become a regular reader, please hold me accountable. If a new entry doesn't show up for a couple of days, email me and nag me to write. I need it.

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