And today I have written.
A lot.
And even though most of it was related to work writing - i.e, it was technical and not creative in nature, I’ve recently developed a greater appreciation for the medical writing I do, particularly since I’ve been trying to teach others how to do it. I realize how mindful the writer must be to write these medical reports effectively, a mindfulness I used subconsciously all along.
All the while I thought I was an administrator at work, I was really a writer, masquerading behind Excel worksheets and schedules and meetings. When I was working as an administrator and not a writer, I lost track the skills required to create these reports and make them user friendly for their target reader.
I am a writer, and a writer at heart I remain.
One of the things I wrote was this post on my Write On Wednesday blog, about the 5 w’s of being a writer.
I put the post together in the form of a meme, asking my writer friends to ponder the 5 w’s of their writing life. I wanted time today to think about the answers to these questions for myself. Who am I as a writer? What pulls at my writer’s imagination? Where and when do I ply my craft? And perhaps most importantly, why do I - or any of us - write at all?
But as it turns out, I never had an opportunity to think about those 5 w’s.
I was too busy writing.
Because I am a writer.