Me, a writer?

I never really considered myself as a writer, but I always wanted to write. I have always felt that I had a story to write, and even publish.

As I look back I guess I am a writer because I do write almost every day.

I have moved beyond the research papers of my college days (which I have to admit I thoroughly enjoyed doing) to writing for the purposes of communication. In my job as a Middle School Principal I mostly write memo’s, business letters, and friendly letters.  If it wasn’t for computers-email and word processing-I would struggle, as pen and paper writing is not pleasant to me.

Creative writing is daunting for me, I even took a course in college in order to improve this style of writing.  It was harder than Calculus!  I still dabble in the creative realm, writing a poem or two, but I don’t share those pieces.  The technical end of writing is what I enjoy the most.  Give me a research paper any day.

In the past couple of years I have begun to write in a different manner, which came about when a friend of mine introduced me to blogging.  I enjoy writing blog entries but always wonder if what I have to say has an audience, and moreover if I am presenting my thoughts well.

Despite my reservations I continue to blog, and to my surprise there are people who read my words and even a few who comment on my writings.  I would like to develop a better sense of voice but that takes time.  This blogging challenge has been my inspiration and has given me a reason and topics to right on (thank you for that).  It seems I am always late, as I struggle with the deadlines.

Me, a writer?

Yes, I think I am.

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