So I’ve committed to writing 500 words every single day this month. Help me, won’t you? Any words of encouragement, helpful hints, kicks to the hind side… all appreciated.
This commitment is really a last minute resolution. My one resolution for the year is to be as transparent as humanly possible. To live life REAL-ly. Honestly. Humbly.
That’s my one resolution for 2014. To be as real as I know how.
To make my intentions known.
And to live them.
So let me know how I’m doing.
Back to this secondary, let’s call it a side resolution. 500 words a day.
My intention will be to write more.
Because I have a lot to say.
Because I have a TON of catching up to do, seeing as how this is what I intended to do with my life when I left high school. And somehow I got sidetracked for the last 37 years.
So I have a lot to say.
Expect a heavy dose of words on fitness and nutrition, since that is my current full-time avocation. ‘Tis the season for resolution (where have I heard that before?), and I intend to incite a 2014 health, fitness, and nutrition New Year’s Revolution. (See what I did there? I could have said “inspire new year’s fitness resolutions,” but no! I went straight for inciting a new year’s fitness revolution! How clever! Perhaps a harbinger of a future 500 words?? Hmm… we’ll all have to wait and see…)
Expect some random stuff on tax and financial matters, as I am still sentenced to preparing tax returns; this has been my primary avocation for the better part of the 33 years of professional life since graduating college. It was my early experience as a small business owner, specifically a professional service provider as a Certified Public Accountant, tax consultant, and financial planner, that shaped and determined my sharply conservative political views. And made me a black sheep in the family, just by mentioning my affinity for Rush Limbaugh (heavens!!) and other conservative commentators.
Expect some flame-throwing. In the spirit of honesty and humility.
Expect to read about parenting and step-parenting, child-rearing and being a father. Since meeting Kathy March 31, 1984, I’ve had a child in my life every day since. No “honeymoon period.” No real time to ourselves. It’s been a crazy ride and there’s much to say.
I’ve also experienced the pain of divorce. Will I have anything to say about that? Probably.
Expect a fair amount of hockey talk. My passion since I was very young, thanks to my dad. We have enjoyed the Blackhawks’ recent success as season ticket holders, thanks to my generous family. I would rather watch any kind of hockey game than just about any other sporting event. The Winter Classic today was, well, classic! Watching Detroit and Toronto play in the snow, the puck barely cutting through the snow, transported me directly back to Boltwood Park in Evanston, Illinois (remember Boltwood? Before the name change to Robert Crown Park? Before the indoor ice rink?). My friends and I would meet at the hockey rink in the center of the park as soon after school as our moms would allow.
I’m sure there will be other topics, but let’s just let this evolve and see what happens.
I invite you to enjoy this ride with me. Your feedback will help me make this journey meaningful for you, so let me know what you think.
Good or bad. Positive or negative.
Thanks for joining me.
If you have any inclination to write, any aspiration to become a writer (or as I’m doing, free your inner writer), I also encourage you to accept this challenge. My fellow Illinois College alumnus and mentor, Jeff Goins, is leading the challenge. You can find more information here: http://goinswriter.com/my500words/