I am in the process of renewing my daily writing practice. Without it I’m a little lost to be honest. My in-class writing suffers, my to-do list wilts, and I lose track of things. I am not overstating this.
So today I reset my intention. I will use up a small annoying notebook. Guess what? I have a preference! Kill me! I like college-ruled, five-subject, 8 1/2 x 11 inch pages.
I shall also reinstitute occasional practice of the Five Things entry. I learned this from my friend and fellow writer, Sarah. In case you forget, the Five Things are: 1) the weather; 2) some thing you commit to doing this day; 3) one thing you did well yesterday; 4) one thing you could’ve done better; 5) one thing that brings you joy.
The practice is simple and quick and yet manages to construct a meaningful record. It can trigger more writing.
So here goes.
1) Today is cold and clear. Not as cold as Monday, but still quite cold.
2) Today I commit to finishing that fucking orange notebook so that tomorrow I can start fresh in my preferred size.
3) One thing I did well yesterday was manage the time for my Tuesday writing group.
4) One thing I could’ve done better yesterday was to eat one ice cream sandwich instead of two.
5) Something that gives me joy is the thought of spending time with paper and scissors. I used the prompt judgment this morning.
I snipped a finger and bled on a bunch of the scraps. I left the traces and kept on working because I’m lazy that way and because it felt appropriate. Don’t we all bleed under the harsh judgment of others and ourselves?
The blood worked but the images aren’t there yet.
I’ll admit to identifying the most with the squirrel looking on from the sidelines.