Much of my present-day writing fits into the blogging category, although I have had the odd short piece recognized in contests or print columns. For these articles, as a Toronto-area resident I often use Wattpad which is based in Town, and whose format for me is a way of disciplining myself to see that my adventures and commentaries are both succinct and edited with some rigour.
I have no family tradition of writing, just one of thinking and reading widely and well. As a scientific entrepreneurship professional, I spent my paid career writing proposals, technology reviews and requests for funding, or reading those written by others. Since I had been told I write clearly and interestingly and my central enthusiasm and career driver has been the social and political dimensions of the application of advanced technology in the modern world, once retired I found myself seeking outlet in online venues for my sometimes off-centre commentaries. I also took the opportunity to solidify a lifelong interest in entho-cultural heritage by becoming an active volunteer in and writing about this field.
On my journey to become a writer I have taken some writing seminars, and found them generally useful but no more so than good presentations on using social media well. Also travelled the journey of writers groups but too often found their drama distracting, plus all too many mature wannabe authors don’t spend time with social media. I am currently lodged with one (Alton Writer’s Ink) that has proved to be made up of confident grown-ups. Its only real downside for such as me is that it is composed mostly of poets and fiction authors – the non-fiction writer in my experience can be the orphaned one at such gatherings and in many writing contests. However, since we are all ultimately story tellers, there is much for the budding memoirist to learn from those who write from a well-developed imagination.