Head of Tide

Several years ago I thought I’d write a book as a way to attain fame and fortune. I joined a writers group and wrote for a time. I experimented with various storylines and allowed others to critique my work (sometimes brutally). I enjoyed the experience but failed to write anything of note. I studied other writers and their processes and tried to emulate them. I struggled with my voice and how I wanted to present my ideas. I even struggled to identify my ideas. What did I have to offer that others hadn’t already? I also realized that I lacked a passion for writing for the pleasure of it. That lack showed in my work and the enthusiasm I brought to it. Fame and fortune were but distant dreams.

Bloggers have always been a curiosity to me, too. Why do they write what they do and why does anyone read it? But…I decided to start a blog even though I have previous writing false starts and doubts about blogging. I needed a way to document my ancestor’s history and a blog seemed like a reasonable way to capture it. I also accepted that I actually enjoy writing and would do this without concern for what, if anything, ever came from it. Fame and fortune remain but a distant dream. At least I’m going to enjoy myself.