When I was going to ʻĪao Intermediate School a teacher by the name of Mr. Takadi introduced me to the Apple IIe, and more importantly, a word processor. I don't recall much of it; the screen was black and white (or green and white, depending on the monitor), everything was on 5.25 floppies, and the program was called Bank Street Writer.
During recess I would go into the computer lab, putting in my floppy disc and would just write. About ideas I had, thoughts, things that happened during the day. Kid stuff, naturally. Now, these were my writings, so I put a little password lock onto the file. I don't recall anything being super-personal, but it was mine after all!
With that I stopped journaling.
Throughout the years I’ve written here and there, but with this I’m returning to regular journaling of sorts. A little more open than my old journal, of course.
~Sam
Good for you! That's pretty much what I'm trying to do with my little weekly blog is just keep myself writing (it's actually one of the things I miss most about college). Maybe one of these days, if we keep at it, we'll eventually (if accidentally) hammer out that great American novel. :-)
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