The Writer Who Didn't Write.

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This is a story about a girl who wanted to be a writer when she grew up. Except she never did one very, very important thing: WRITE.

In case you didn't guess...that girl is me. Every week I take time to catch up on all the blogs I follow on Google Reader. And every week when I do so, I wonder..."Why don't I blog regularly? I really should..."

I follow Advice to Writers on Twitter, and I find myself saving the ones that pertain to writing habits. Like if I favorite enough of those quotes, it'll somehow motivate (read: guilt) me into writing.

But the truth of the matter is...I've let myself turn into a writer who doesn't write.

Why? Because I lack discipline. Right now, anyway. I'd like to think I don't lack it completely because I write for work constantly. That's what they keep me around for. I write articles. I write press releases. I write an entire blog (three entries a week).

But I don't write for myself.

I guess I keep thinking, maybe I'll find that magic switch that'll change everything and make me WANT to write. But you know what? It doesn't exist.

And I hate that I keep writing about this tired, boring subject over and over in a blog called "girls like words." I don't like words - I love words. I just seem to have forgotten how.

So perhaps instead of insta-sharing everything via Twitter and Facebook...it's time to revert back to blogging about it.

Novel idea, if I do say so myself.