He had forgotten himself. In his attempts to become something better he had spiraled into something so much worse. He was now weak, broken, and sick.
After a very long absence, I am returning to an emotional place where I can be comfortable using textual words as a preferred method of communication. It’s been quite an interesting year away. I have learned a lot of things about everything except writing – which I have mostly avoided at all costs. I’ve moved, I am in a relationship with a wonderful woman, I have a few cats, and I’m on the very slow road to recovery.
There was a time when I would edit the writing of my friends and family for free. That was a time in my life when I had a surplus of time, energy, and almost no social life. Now, editing is a service that I offer to friends and strangers alike as a paid service. A paid service that I would like to turn into a semi-substantial portion of my income.
Fans of the movie “Office Space” will remember the line “I space out for about an hour” during Peter’s famous first meeting with The Bob’s. The art of spacing out – of allowing yourself to exist outside of time and thought, clear of frivolous thought – is difficult to learn and takes a long time to master. If you work somewhere like an office building where there is a potential for mind-deadening downtime and horrible bosses and coworkers, the art of spacing out can be the savior of your life, mind, and sanity.
I am often asked what advantage there is to writing and what my endgame is as a writer. I want to share how I approach some basic questions about my lifestyle. Continue reading “Why Become a Writer?”