On Writing

Earlier this evening, well yesterday actually, a Memoir piece was due for my English 530 (Fundamentals of Creative Non Fiction) class. I began writing earlier in the week, but what I was writing was crap! Well it wasn’t crap as crap goes, it just didn’t feel right to me. My head kept telling me what I needed to write, but my heart kept holding me back from writing. I didn’t want to write this piece. I didn’t want to share that day with my classmates. I don’t have a good “read” on them yet, and I’m unsure of how they will react.

Now I think I just might post it here when it is completely and totally finished. Right now the draft is still just a draft and not fit for any type of publication. When I do finally post it, I hope people understand that this piece wasn’t easy to write and relive.


2 thoughts on “On Writing

  1. I was searching for Robb again. I was in Robb’s unit where we had breakfast together a few times in 2003 when we were both mobilized at Ft Lewis. He later deployed for Iraq and I left the unit. I later left for Afghanistan and when I came back the the States, I met him going out from Ft Hood to Iraq a second time at Texas Roadhouse. It was the last time I saw him. He never had to go but something was more important to him ~ helping human beings. He was a real man of God who loved Iraqis and wanted things to be better.

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