Here we are. December 31st. End of another year. And what a year it was.
Some huge changes -- both good and bad -- in our lives.
Tomorrow will be the last day of our annual family Holidailies blog. It is a fun tradition that we've been doing for 11 years. It's fun for me to go back and read some older entries. To see what my family members were thinking and writing about at the time. I'm proud of us that we've kept this up, even in years when it wasn't so easy to produce a new blog entry every day for the month of December.
This got me thinking about writing generally. I've been writing "for fun" ever since elementary school. The year before the pandemic, I arranged a lunch with a pair of my elementary school teachers. One of them, who is no longer with us, was my teacher for both 3rd and 5th grades. When we had lunch, she actually brought a short story I had written either in 3rd or 5th grade. She saved it all of these years. I couldn't believe it.
I've written for several literary publications throughout high school and college. I majored in Communications with a "Publishing" concentration which had me writing plenty. In law school, I even wrote my way onto the Law Review.
I've penned poems, short stories and even songs (including the song we danced our first dance to at our wedding). I've written five full length screenplays -- one of which got optioned but never produced. I've contributed 100+ blog entries to this and another blog. I've even written about two thirds of a novel that I think isn't half bad. Now if I can only find the time to finish it.
Professionally, I've worked in advertising and as a lawyer -- both very communication-heavy careers.
Writing is both easy for me and excruciatingly hard. But, as my friends and family will gladly tell you, I'm rarely at a loss for words.
Can't wait to see what I produce in 2023.
As always, thanks for reading!