Practice makes perfect. Or as my grandfather said, perfect practice makes perfect. And I am beginning to think my vast lack of recent practice has heavily taken a toll on my writing. I'm not talking about research writing, grant writing, budget writing or any of that practical nonsense that I practice all too often. I'm talking about creative writing.
Creative writing has never been my forte; I've always been best at helping to form and express the ideas of others. But what value is that if you can't thoughtfully and meaningfully express some ideas of your own? Stuck in social science undergraduate classes and more-than-full-time nonprofit work, the creative side of my has all but been dead and buried. I rarely write for pleasure anymore, draw with ink pens like I used to love to do in every moment of spare time, practice violin for hours a day.
So my New Year's resolution isn't to get good grades or do well at work. Somehow, magically, I've got those things covered at the moment. How that all fell into place I'll never understand. My resolution is to maximize my creative expression. Let's try this out, blog, and see what happens.
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