I’ve been blogging here for ten years now. This is my home online. All the posts and stories and guides I’ve written, all of them end up on HybridLogic. I’m nearing 300,000 words spread across dozens of pages. I’ve read longer books (heck, I’ve read longer fanfics), but these are my words.

They show a progression, a gradual story of who I am and what I care about. I’m not a good writer, not by a long shot and that is not just false modesty. But I can say one thing with conviction and that is I have become a better writer.

When I go back and read those first attempts at mashing a keyboard to form a cohesive sentence I cringe. They’re riddled with mistakes of the most basic kind with a word missing here and an extra apostrophe there. But more than that, they read badly. They are bad. It’s a case of not seeing the words for the story.

And so I carried on writing. Stories have given way to writing prompts, movie reviews curtailed by the occasional thought piece. And still I wrote.

In the next few weeks an article I scribbled out will be put to paper in my company’s little quarterly that’s sent out to clients. It’s nothing in the grand scheme of things. But it’ll be the first thing I’ve written that’s been printed.

Maybe I’ll write another post about it.