Years ago when we moved across country, I used to give reports about the foibles of my life and new home in a new medium called e-mail. I got encouragement from family members saying I ought to write.
The local newspaper was still a decent size back then and a handful around the community wrote columns. I was especially inspired by one person who always wrote about his dog and told basically the same jokes. The motivation that I could do at least as well as him spurred me on to give column writing a try.
I talked to the editor and got started. I was trying to find my voice. I tried being funny. I tried being sweet. I tried being thoughtful. I even put in some fiction (you’re really not supposed to do that in a newspaper column). I was all over the map.
I then delved into political opinion. You know, taking a bold stand for “our side”. My tribe gave me a lot of atta-boys but I had a growing feeling that I was going into a direction that was probably not a fit for me. My words became harsher, more dogmatic, more alienating, and I found myself more triggered and unhappy. I think I was just adding to the din.
I dropped out because it was just becoming unsustainable. I didn’t have the energy nor the drive. Further, the internet was eating newspaper’s lunches and the local paper reduced its size to about a match book.
Further, circumstances dictated that I needed to work on my life and better support those around me.
Lately, many experiences and humiliations later, I thought that there might be time to step into this world again. But I’m different now. My wishful fantasy to be some sort of recognized published author has long departed. I can write for others hoping to give them a chuckle or perhaps an insight from my experience. I lost the need or even the desire to grind an ax.
People and places are kept anonymous though I realize those who know me may pick up on certain references. This way it will be less likely to be construed as an attack on someone specific and I have a small amount of liberty to embellish a story.
I am likely embarking on another blog that no one reads. That is OK. I’m doing this mainly for me – serving others so I can stay healthy. If you get blessed or helped by anything I say, that would be good, too.
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