Fingers Crossed

I’ve wanted to write for a while now but it seemed that I couldn’t find the words. It seemed that I had lost my skill for words, phrases, sentences and paragraphs. It’s not just the writing though. My conversation has been terse and unsatisfying. I haven’t been expounding on concepts and ideas that I have been trying to get across. Recent interviews have not gone as well as interviews that I’ve had in the past. Feedbacks I’ve received mention that I did paint a clear enough picture of what I do. Maybe I should bring in a picture of myself work on a spread sheet. A picture paints a thousand words, right?

I used to blame Facebook with its short status messages. I can now switch that blame to Twitter with its 140 character limit but I won’t. I could blame it on the work that I do because all I work with are numbers and numbers speak for themselves. The only one to blame is me. I once read that a writer should write every day even if what he writes never gets published. Writing, like any skill should be practiced and the lack of practice has made my skill close to non-existent.

So this is the goal: Improve my skill with language through writing. I swear to write something every day in view of achieving this goal. It might be true or fictitious. It might or might not make an appearance here. The important thing is to start writing again.