Today's Assignment Is...

Another freelance job. This time I am tasked with writing several "poems" on the topic of family, starting today, and to deliver said copy on ... Monday. No problem. And I can actually say 'no problem' and mean it because the poetry in question isn't exactly what one might call great works of literature. No, they're more like the all-American, inspirational greeting-card type of poems that so many people love and adore. Don't get me wrong. I like the assignment; afterall, it's writing. I just mean that because these aren't great works of literature, they can be created fairly quickly and still be good. Deadline will be met. No problem.

I Love to Write

I love to write. I love it so much, that I write even if I haven't an assignment. It's in my blood. My mother was a writer; very prolific at that. And my father could write philosophically for days on end. It really is a family passion, one of which I have in turn passed on to my youngest.

Words are sacred. I truly believe this to be true. They pack so much power. They can persuade, inspire, uplift, invoke, hurt, anger, and bring one to his knees. Words, when used effectively, can move you to tears, force you to act, or call you to arms. All this from a simple combination of letters, used in such an effective way that they grab attention, cause a reaction, and get a response.

Yes, it's true. I love to write. I love the written word.