Archive for March, 2012

numero uno

My first attempt at a proper blog.

I’ve been meaning to start a blog for years. I’ve started a couple short-lived ones that were about specific things and then forgot all about them. This one will be different. In a way, I guess, it’s like anything you want to get into. The idea sounds great and you like how others are doing it in their own way but the more you look into it, you find there is a bunch more to it than meets the eye. You see, I have a problem with over analyzing just about everything that I do in my life, to the point where I don’t do anything because I get too worked up about the mundane details.

I’ve always enjoyed writing. I’ve always secretly wanted to be some sort of writer, I just never knew which kind. I tried it out for a very short time and decided, quite quickly, it wasn’t for me. I think, for me at least, writing is one of the most personal things you can do and is genuinely satisfying when done on your own terms.

I’ve always thought that I wasn’t good enough or smart enough to write. This isn’t an inferiority complex by any means, nor is it an emotional, poor me bit, but something I thought was pretty logical. I guess my thinking is somewhat along the lines of how an apprentice becomes a master of his craft. He has to watch his mentor, for years, picking up on the details, learning different ways to handle things. As a lover of the written word I believe I can appreciate good writing and what goes into it. I just thought it was silly to throw my two cents into the already congested body of work that exists.

In starting this, I’m doing so for my own personal reasons. I like to document things. I like looking back.

I’ve been reading blogs for years. Browsing the web and checking out a few of the billion blogs that are in existence and decided I could probably do it too. In my mind I’ve always entertained the thought of writing a book but thought I’d have to do it when I was a lot older. When I had more life experience. Something to tell the world. This hesitation may also have something to do with the fact that I don’t read a pile of fiction. I like reading non fiction. Real stuff. Something that I can apply to my life, whether it’s philosophical or a simple how to book. I sometimes feel there is not enough time in my life to be reading mystical or fantasy stuff. That being said, some of my favourite authors are fiction writers and I do love to devour a well constructed novel when I have the time to devote to it.

I’m sitting on the side of mountain on an island in Thailand right now. A trip I’ve been looking forward to for a while. But not for the usual backpacker reasons. This year is a big turning point in my life. I just turned 30, we just got back from an extended backpacking trip through Central and South America, and Kristi is 6 months pregnant with our first little human. It sounds nerdy and middle-aged but I kind of really wanted this time to slow down and reflect on what I’ve done, what I’m doing and where I want to go in my life.

I’ve got big plans for myself in the next year. Plans that I hope this blog will remind me of when I get too busy with the day-to-day stuff that can easily consume a person. And since this blog will be a published work, it is also my way of inviting you along to share my journey. I encourage participation.


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