12 more posts in 12 more days.

The last week or so has been a little tough. I have been struggling with finding a voice.  The problem is not that I’m struggling or that I am not finding a voice, but that I am at all concerned about that.  The original plan, loyal fans will remember, was to write 90 posts in 90 days.  I knew much of it would be crap – being unedited and all.  So, why should I spend any time worrying about what I have been writing the past week or so?

I think the answer  is actually good news:

It’s because my writing has been much better than I initially thought it would be.  I’ve somehow found interesting things to write about – things I’m excited about.  I’ve moved some people.  I’ve been approached by folks who have been impacted by my writing. The result is that I’ve been holding myself to a little higher standard.  Unconsciously, of course.

Thus, I hereby forgive myself for not writing my opus or manifesto or great american short story/novel/leadership/inspirational book every night for 90 days.

I have written about how day 91 through infinity might look.  Obviously, I have no idea.  But I have a pretty good idea how day 91 through 365 might look.

First, I have two pieces that I have been working on for a while.  One is a novel with a leadership underpinning and the other is either a short story or a longer form fiction piece about two little kids who survive some sort of disaster.

Second, I will be writing journalistic pieces. Either for a local business journal or some other outlet.

Someday I’ll find a voice.  I think I have a good start already.  For now, I’m just going to write and improve my writing by practicing.