You may have figured this out about me, I haven't been writing lately. I've been teaching composition to people who don't want to write and in the process, my writing has been neglected. Once upon a time, I wanted nothing more than to get up in the middle of the night and go to my office and write. I dreamed about a life where I had a space and the equipment so that I could do nothing but write. Well, I finally have a working computer and a space--although there is some damage to the roof thanks to the remnants of Super Storm Sandy--and now I don't have the urge to write.
When you teach composition to people who want nothing to do with writing, it frustrates you. My students have no desire to find out who they are. They have no desire to be heard. They certainly don't want to be published--to see their name in print. Well, I do.
Here is what Franz Kafka did in his lifetime, he studied Law and worked in Insurance. I studied English, and taught English; I studied Journalism, and worked as a reporter and finally, I worked in Insurance as an Accounting Specialist, Billing Specialist and Bookkeeper. If he could cram all of that into one life, I should have something meaningful to write about in my stories.
I am not going to make any more excuses. I am instead, going to make time to write whether I am inspired or not. You don't know this about me, I am a writer even when a pen or pencil is in my hand. I am always thinking about what I will write. I just have to sit down and do it.
To all the writers who may one day read this blog, don't give up. Don't ever quit. Writing is who we are and it is why we are here.
