When I was in grade school I wanted to be a children’s book author and illustrator. Mostly, I think, because I loved to read. But also because I liked writing. I continued to like writing through high school, especially when we were given the rare opportunity to do more free writing or creative writing. And even into my freshman year of college, when I took my freshman comp class, I enjoyed it. Which is probably why I started my first blog during the summer before my sophomore year.

But  as my classes leaned more towards the sciences, and problem sets became my nightly practice, I fell away from the structured writing. I maintained a blog off and on, and kept a journal while in the peace corps. But lately I wonder if I write more out of a sense of obligation than for the chance to explore ideas and emotions through words.

I wonder if I still like writing for the sake of writing.

And so, as I start to look towards what is coming, in this sort of lull before the storm, I want to take up the practice again. I want to choose words that fit together and form thoughts into sentences. And see how writing and me fit together.

“They” say that if you want to be a writer you need to write. So this month I will write. I’m challenging myself to sit down, for at least 10-15 minutes each day and write something. And because I feel like I write so that it can be read. I will be sharing this month of writing here.

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