It takes me a lot to get committed. To anything, That is one of my faults, if I think I can reliably back out of something without reprocussions, I probably would.
When I think back to the sheer amount of material I produced during the first year of Dueling Ametures, I am a little stunned. Essays, poems, journalistic musings and gumbo recepies poured out of me like a cosmic font. I want to get back to that. I want writing regularly to be a bigger part of my life. This is why I agreed when my friend Jason once again came to me with another ultimatum: a second year of Dueling Amatures, with a different format.
This time the posts will be relegated to once a week – of course the material I will be producing will be, of my own volition, more polished and focused. I have trepidation to use the word ‘essays’ – but I will.
Writing during the first year of DA was an incredibly rewarding experience. I travelled half way across the world, learned new skills, got beat up by russian goons and found a formula for Korean bone soup. I step into this commitment stronger, smarter, and with more hunger to grow. This is the first step.
P.S. I am writing this out of home, with less than 30 minutes until the first deadline has passed – and I did it. There are many mispelled words.