Writing for Everyone

I continue to amass several unfinished drafts in my email account. There is so much content accumulated over the last few months that will never see the light of cyberspace! It is rather frustrating on some days when I can’t work on my own personal writing about my children.

Currently, I am working on the 17^th feature article for the local magazine that hired me to be the Content Coordinator in October 2018. This job allows me to enjoy writing. However, the job also requires me to write about a preselected set of people. I do not exactly have a choice! It is not as bleak as I am making it sound right now. It is rewarding in its own way - I get to write mini biographies of people and almost all of those people appreciate the time and effort I put into writing about their lives.

The magazine has also given me the opportunity to write a few business profiles of the advertisers who are featured. There have been 3 instances when the publisher needed additional content and I contributed posts from this blog. The posts that became articles were about taking your child to work, first day(s) of school and most recently, Valentine’s Day. The last one garnered a lot of attention and I got a few congratulatory notes.

Although the adulation was great, I felt like I was recycling my private writing instead of writing something original and impersonal. Luckily, the boys don’t seem to mind. In fact, ASid was surprised to read about his thoughts on Valentine’s Day from 2017! In 2020, he has the same feelings as he did 3 years ago. If I have to rewrite that post today, I would only add that ASid found a mate who seems to love him and take care of him. When he was sick the other day and called me to let me know that he missed me, he also shared that he was under the kind and considerate care of his lovely girlfriend!

At the end of the day, whether I write about my children or total strangers, what matters is that the writing brings a smile to their faces and that they would cherish the words for a long time.