It’s a strange world.
I’ve found myself writing a couple of times lately — just emails, but emails where I wanted the tone to differ from work. Or twitter. And it was hard. I’ve never found writing hard before.
(That’s a total lie right there. Writer’s block is a thing that I have had. But writing has not previously been hard in this specific way.)
In any case, I was sitting there, typing away. And I read something that sounded more appropriate for the office. I tried again. Nope.
Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.
To me, there’s a clear cause here. For the first time in my life, I’m just not writing enough. The Big Bad Blog, Livejournal, university papers, letters to girlfriends, songs, poems, Dungeons & Dragons adventures. I’ve been writing things – writing a variety of things – for more time than I can remember.
But today, I write emails and white papers for work, pretty much. So that’s got to end.
So, dear reader that has stuck around. Welcome back to the Big Bad Blog.
I’m not sure what’s going to show up here. But it won’t be nothing. Let’s have fun.