Why I Write
A student asked me recently why I write. I told him that I think good writers want as many people to read their work as possible. I want to be a good writer.
Writing is my way of connecting. How many times have you stopped everything because of something you read or heard or watched just hits you? Words, when written well, make my little brain move and I plan to contribute to that human connection. I have an insatiable need to explore, and it seems that writing has a lot to do with it. I spent the past several months on the road, taking students on journeys to new lands in order to better understand business for social good and the people who are part of it. It was a world I came from in my previous work and I've been privileged to open a door for students into a world that I am passionate about.
While the travel will be subdued for the next several months, I have a different kind of journey commencing: graduate school. For the next few years, I will be learning about journalism in the evenings and hopefully building the writing skills for a future in telling stories. I hope it is like travel in that I find myself in the unexpected and over time, get better at it. I hope for a lot more, but I'm not quite ready to share that here just yet.
Here's to the journey - getting lost, and finding myself again.