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 A blog of no uncertain musings. What goes on in my mind is often a source of wonder to me. |
An essay in response to a prompt, General Merit Badges-#1, for "Earn the Badge - Open"  My writing journey didn't start when I learned my first letters. It didn't startwith the papers I had to write in school. It certainly didn't start from all the adventures I had with my friends. It started when I was dragged kicking and screaming into an English class that I required to graduate--one that had been overlooked during each of my four years of college, possible because of the numerous academic advisors over four disciplines because I changed majors a number of times. Well, they caught that oversight about three weeks from graduation. I didn't walk that stage. Of course, by the time I was told about the snafu, all available English summer courses were filled. I would have to come back in the Fall. I decided to work and earn some extra money for my final semester, which turned out to be the Spring semester. That creative writing course, which satisfied my English requirement, turned me onto writing. That's where my love for writing and reading essays happened. I learned about the four major types of essays--argumentative, expository, narrative (or personal), and descriptive. There are many variations, of course. I went into the US Army straight from graduation, and learned a lot of writing operations orders and standing operating procedures (SOPs). Though my personal writing journey was tamped down, I could effectively communicate through the written word. Even as I started and grew my woodworking business after the army, writing was more of a by-product. But as my business became established, I was able to begin writing about things that interested me. The stories were there; but where was I to post them? In the early days of the internet, there were few sites for my work. Sites came, and sites disappeared. I wish I knew what I was doing when WDC first appeared. It took me eight years to discover Writing.Com I wonder, can a person have a regret over not doing something he never knew existed? I do wish I'd found WDC earlier. But, I do what I can do now. And to those joining now, I say--better now than never. Welcome aboard! |
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