Day 22 — Judgement
“The one thing all famous authors, world-class athletes, business tycoons, singers, actors, and celebrated achievers in any field have in common is that they all began their journeys when they were none of these things.” — Mike Dooley
In High School I was told that I had great potential. That my writing was really well structured. I battled with run on sentences though. My grammar style is still questionable. I break a number of rules, purposely. In University I was told that I was an easy writer. After my cousin passed away suddenly and I went into depression, I left myself with two weeks to write my senior thesis. Good thing my writing was easy. It wasn’t well researched and it was lazy. I just signed out a ton of books (dating myself I know) and cited paragraphs, done. As a working adult I’ve been praised for my writing as well. No real reason why, I guess people just like it. I think it is because it is straight to the point, no fluff.
I still don’t consider myself a good writer though. My beautiful lady writes. She went to school for it and has done it her whole life. Poetry but also all kind of writing. When she does share her writing I am impressed. It is thoughtful, complex, honest and has a really moving mood to it. I love when she writes. She is a writer.
I am a reader. That is what I am good at. I am comfortable in that. Although lately I have found myself reading aloud to my beautiful lady before bed and make mistakes that make me question how good a reader I am. This writing thing is a challenge. It is fun. I think I am improving on it. But I am not a writer. I have too much respect for the craft to call myself that.