I don’t need to write this, I want to write it.

I miss writing.

An odd thing to say, since I’m almost always writing something: A proposal, a report, an email, a tweet… I love the written word and it’s always been my personal favourite form of communications to output… The issue is feeling like I’m always writing out of obligation, not inspiration. Even with this blog*; it’s reached a point where I am trying to force creative words and ideas out for the sake of publishing so this space isn’t completely deserted. I long for the days when my brain felt like it was swelling with an idea and I couldn’t wait to get in front of a keyboard to let it escape.

Life and work have become so busy that I’ve lost sight of my craft. I even find myself making silly mistakes that I’ve sworn in the past I would never do. In this new insta-publish world, the art of carefully crafted prose is diminishing in favour of speed and at the expense of accuracy. This is obviously something I’ve embraced, and many times it’s truly a fair compromise, but grant me the opportunity to reminisce a little sometimes.

* While it may look like  I’ve been ignoring the blog, I assure you I’ve written plenty of incomplete drafts fated to never see the light of day!