My 12th grade English teacher had us build a writing portfolio of our life’s work up through high school. I told her mine was going to be digital, and that I was going to write it all up as a web page.
I very distinctly remember her telling me that that was a horrible idea. Years later when others still had theirs, I’d wish I still had mine.
I don’t know why this came back to me. Maybe as I’ve been writing, I’ve been thinking a lot about if I’ve improved or not. I read a lot of writing at work, and I challenge that folks can be good writers without editing, writing, and improving in a vicious loop.
And so, with Mrs. H’s voice in my head, I went out to find my old writing portfolio, and it was incredibly easy to do so. It’s sitting exactly where it did 11 years ago when I turned it in.
And you can find it here.