I am a terrible writer.

I set a goal to blog every week. After the shooting on February 13th, it took me a long time to write down my experience, attempting to polish my story to the best of my ability, writing and rewriting. It took me the whole week to finish; therefore, I missed a week, I failed. However, I found this to be reasonable given the situation. I could not disrespect such an event with an inaccurate account.

Now that I find myself out of practice it is more difficult to write about anything. This topic on goals, for example, does not amount to anything. I am grasping at straws.

Well, it does not exactly amount to nothing. I do find small goals important, and as a musician, I find practice through repetition to be important. I suppose this piece is about that; I shall attempt to meet my goals. But if I fall short, I must remember it is not the end of the world. Furthermore, the probability of accomplishing my goals does not rest on perfection, I can in fact accomplish my goals and be a terrible writer.

JLS