Archive For The “Writing” Category
I used to know how to write.
Sure, I have written a lot about Lehigh football, the Patriot League, the NFL, and whatever else I damn well please over the course of the last fourteen or more years. Maybe I didn’t write particularly great all the time — but sometimes, maybe more by accident than by design, the writing turned out OK.
But the one constant was that I wrote. I’d sit in front of the warm glow of the laptop monitor and write. I’d start in the bedroom, before my tired wife would kick me out and I’d write on the laptop in the office so that the clicking of the keys didn’t irritate her.
What I did know how to do was to put my face in front of the laptop and write about the sports subjects that interested me.
But these last few months, I’ve found it harder to come up with the energy to come up with posts every week. Since it’s the offseason, I’ve got some time to try to analyze it and think it through, and I think I’ve come up with a few reasons why.
If there is one simple answer to the question, it is: today’s world.
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It was bound to happen sometime. I got the message from a friend of mine, whom I met with a whole bunch of other guys at Lehigh heading up to Rathbone dining hall so very long ago.
He had just dropped his own son off at college.
He remembered heading up to Rathbone with all those guys and gals that first weekend in South Bethlehem, brought together almost at random, the only thing really linking everyone together being they got in to Lehigh. We didn’t know it then, but it was the first step of an exciting adventure that, for all of us, anyway, would be rewarding and wonderful.
I didn’t initially get into this writing thing to talk about how great it was to be a student at Lehigh, oddly enough, though for me it was, indeed, great. I’ve gotten here over time, after writing about an awful lot of football games, writing about the Patriot League, writing about Football Championship Subdivision, or FCS, and about “what I damn please ( a term coined by my grandmother concerning my grandfather, incidentally).
Like my time at Lehigh, my writing life started small, and unexpectedly has become an exciting adventure that has continued to be rewarding and wonderful. Even if, sometimes, I hate my own writing and wish it were better, or I wish I could attend just one more practice before I make a preview, or I wish I could get one more interview of Bucknell’s head football coach at Media Day.
