I like to write. That’s how my first blog started. Then I took too long between posts and apologized too much. The perfectionist in me didn’t like it. I decided to change it up, and I made a blog dedicated solely to the Red Wings. But then I wrote about other things there, too. I gave myself expectations and failed to meet them. I imagined my beloved following on Twitter, all waiting for my next post, shaking their collective heads in disgust after another blog-less day. What is that Cam doing? Why won’t he keep writing for my enjoyment? (I can be quite the self-centered and self-deprecating asshole inside my head). Pretty soon that blog fell to the wayside, too.

But I still like to write. As my career takes me away from daily writing, I find myself with ideas more often. Ideas that I stow away, fail to write down, and forget. Articles that provoke thought, news that deserve rants, photos that fascinate. I need a place for all of that stuff, and I hope that place is here.

I won’t promise Kittle Writes will be any different than past failed efforts. I’m not going to be strict about content and I won’t always meet my own deadlines. I’ve given up trying to be a perennial star blogger like those that I read, like Winging It In Motown or The Malik Report. But I like to blog, and I’ve put up roadblocks that will keep me writing and posting on a semi-regular basis on things like Red Wings and sports, life’s rants and lessons. I want to turn this into something that can keep going for a while, even if it’s only for me.

I like to write. Let’s try this again.