Dear anyone who reads this blog,
I decided to start this blog to force myself to write what I know. My writing is not perfect, and it has taken me YEARS for me to make peace with that. It has taken a long, long time to summon the courage to write, to feel like I had things to say that mattered, to think that I could construct a sentence, a paragraph, an essay that made any sense to anyone but me.
I was not one of those folks who grew up wanting to write, to teach writing, or to be a writer. I am still in amazement quite frequently that I want all of the above.
I do not expect my writing on this blog to be perfect. I want to use this space to write frequently because I believe the more you write the better a writer you will become. It’s the idea of practice, practice, practice. But practice doesn’t make perfect. Perfect does not exist.
For those of you who get peeved or irritated by my spelling and/or grammatical errors, I apologize. I received this comment earlier this week:
obviously like your web site but you need to check the spelling on quite a few of your posts. A number of them are rife with spelling problems and I find it very bothersome to tell the truth nevertheless I値l definitely come back again.
Of course my first response was an immature, “Screw you–don’t read my stuff!” and then I simmered down and thought about what she said. While I don’t find my posts “rife” with errors, I do see these errors from time to time after I write a new post. If I see them, I fix them, but I decided that if I don’t sit my ass in a seat and just WRITE, it’s never going to happen. If I obsess over perfection, I won’t write. Some days my writing is tight, sometimes it’s loose….I’m not going to stress about it.
And, as a teacher of writing, if my students would adopt this idea, I’d be freakin’ thrilled.
Just wanted to put that out there.