I Have a Confession…

I have a confession.

One of the reasons that I started this website was because I set a goal to write a book. Of course, there is nothing wrong with setting a goal to write a book. However, I set that goal in 1997.

One night not too long ago I was unpacking an old moving box, and I found a 3-inch binder full of memories. My mother (angel that she is) had collected years of clippings, documents, and articles and compiled them into this particular binder. It had probably been a decade since I had even cracked the spine, and it was a pure joy to read. I revisited memories from middle school and high school. I saw old report cards, theatre programs, and faded newspaper articles. I am forever grateful to my mother for taking so much time to save them all.

But back to my confession…

For the past several years I have been collecting thoughts and writing down some of the principles that I have implemented in order to completely reinvent my professional life. Deep down I have a longing to share what I have learned with other people.

But I have discovered something recently, as I have been putting together my this newsletter and my blog. Coming up with ideas is fun, but the ideas are not enough. Sharing what I have learned is more than capturing ideas. I have to create, and I have to write. And writing is not easy. Writing consistently is not easy, either.   It is hard.

Honestly, I am struggling with it. I have a goal to write a certain amount each day, and I have not been hitting those goals.

Failure, however, will not deter me, and here is why…

Back in that binder that my mom spent years compiling, I found a short article that a classmate wrote about me. I remember one of my high school teachers gave the class an assignment: interview one person in the class and write down what you learned from the interview.

In the binder, I found what someone wrote about me. Here is a picture I took of the document (sorry for the wet paper!).


Sorry about getting this wet! It's not my fault. :)

Sorry about getting this wet! It’s not my fault. 🙂

If you can’t read the text in the picture, here is part of what it says:

“Later, I learn that another of John’s goals is to write a book. That’s where the little brown notebook comes in, he says. He’ll write something that’s funny, then some philosophy, then more humor, after that something that will teach… I can only imagine what a book by John Mashni would be like to read.”

The document is dated December 18, 1997.

As of the time I am writing this, I have not yet written a book. (I did write half a screenplay about George Washington – I know, that doesn’t count.) Here is my confession, followed by a promise.

I confess that I have failed in my goal to write a book.

I promise that I will.

That is why I am writing now.

Life is short, and there’s a lot to do.