One should

post more often than once a month if one is going to call one’s self a blogger, or writer. Right? So I’ll pledge to a do at least one a week henceforth.

Today I shall tell of my later in life desire to start writing. It all started in the Spring of 2008. I was completing Discovery, a self-help, experience based training program that consisted of three concentrated weekend sessions spread thirty days apart.  This training opened my eyes to the fact that I had lived most of my life as a complete anti-social, sitting on a box surrounded by walls of apathy just watching, and I’m sure on occasion sneering at, the human comedy as it strolled past, not caring if I helped anyone or not. This training got me out of the dugout, where I was hiding in the corner, and put me on home plate with a bat in my hand and urged me to start swinging at the game of life. I took the bait. I gained much peace, and confidence that I never had, was too afraid to claim I think, and a new contract with myself to ‘Get Engaged’.   

My Discovery class, number 123, had sixty-two members in it and we had a common e-mail stream, still do, to share our victories, give encouragement and ask for medicine to help us in our battle against the challenges we all faced. I started posting on the class e-mail, some of which are included below, on a regular basis.

In May, 2008 I wrote my first ever short story. It topped out at 8,300 words. Number two SS contained 12,470 words. They are both amateur works, as I made every mistake beginning writers do. Today I’ve just finished number eight and it’s much more palatable. Last Winter I joined the DFWWW (Dallas-Fort-Worth-Writer’s-Workshop) and those guys and gals have been a huge help on my road to learning the trade. Don’t know if I’ll ever publish or not but first I must learn the nuts and bolts of the business.

Most of my adult life I had wanted to write, but just wouldn’t sit and do it. Now the kids are raised and the grand’s growing up so there was no excuse left but the procrastination of the ‘sit-on-butt’ syndrome.

So if you have read this far, I want to say thank you and offer a suggestion if I may. Whatever it is you’re putting off—that half marathon, losing thirty pounds, getting out of debt, climbing that mountain—until later on in life, just STOP IT! Jump right out there and JUST DO IT!