(Note, I wrote this blog early this morning, but realized I wanted to shift it to a new blog, dedicated to my new journeys as a writer. Enjoy!)
Thinking back to starting the new job at the newspaper a couple weeks
ago. How much I've grown in the way I write since then! I was hired as
an assistant editor, not just for my writing skills, which they are
(thankfully) training me in, but my ability to wrangle page layout
programs, work around antiquated equipment, and my background in design,
teaching, and art. These things help me in interviewing the folks I
need to for the articles I must write.
So now instead
of writing whenever the whim takes me, I have to complete at least one
article a day. It is a change that I find exhilarating on one hand,
somewhat terrifying on the other. I mean, me? A writer and assistant
editor? For a newspaper? Who knew? Bylines with my name on it?
Unimaginable even four months ago.
noticing a change in me. This morning, even before coffee, I had to fire
off a rather lengthy post on a private forum I moderate. After I
finished my mini-novel (I can get wordy sometimes) I had to step back
and look at the amount of writing I accomplished in so little time
while the brain was still asleep. I may go back in a couple hours and
gaze in horror at what I wrote since I'm still barely speaking
coherently, much less thinking in full sentences. But you never know.
Maybe writing is another thing you can program into your brain's "muscle
memory" to do reflexively.
Now I must get my day
started. Maybe a little yoga to get brain and body caught up with each
other, then to the office where I must interview a crazy author and get a
Seize the day!