Finding My (Writing) Voice
I’ve been writing once ever 4 months. That’s not often. Yet I have wanted to write. So why didn’t I? And what can I do to actually write when that’s what I want to do?
I struggle with writing, and therefore I don’t enjoy it. I have an idea that excites me; I enjoy thinking about it; I start to play around with ideas of how I’d like to write about it; I sit down to write; and the myriad options of how I can write and what I could say spread out in front of me like minnows darting away; and, not being able to decide which direction I’d like best… I write none of them. I can empathize with those poor sharks trying to eat those little pesky darting minnows. I bet it pisses the shark off and makes them want to eat all of them… but I can’t write all of them and so I write none.
It’s difficult to figure out how to write well. Heck, it’s difficult to take the idea I’m thinking and turn it into a serial sequence of words!
It’s easy to know and recognize good writing… it flows and is fun and natural. I read [good examples](http://weblog.jamisbuck.org/2008/11/9/legos-play-doh-and-programming) that impress me, and it seems so easy: just write clearly what you want to say. Yet…
So, I’ve decided that, like an artist who needs to sketch everyday and keeps a little sketch diary, that I will start writing everyday just to write. My little written sketch diary. My little blog.
I hope to find my voice. My writing voice. So that instead of being star-struck over how many different ways I could talk about something, I will instead be able to express what I am thinking abstractly in my mind.
I’m looking forward to it.