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This is a way of making myself write something coherent and grammatically correct almost every day. I'm opinionated and need an outlet. I'm also prone to flights of fancy. Thanks for stopping by. |
| I have been very disorganized when it comes to writing. I think of all the poems I've written over my lifetime that I can't find now. Some--at least a few--were good. I had whole chapters of a novel printed on paper, that's right, actually typed, and I lost them when I moved. Notebooks with short stories disappeared long ago. Actually putting things on a computer, or in the "cloud" is awesome. No moving problems or throwing away by accident. (I actually lost a handmade quilt from my great aunt, a full size yoyo bedspread from my grandmother, and a tatted tablecloth from my great grandmother who died in 1917 from one of those two problems.) I don't know if my head has ever been free of an ongoing story line that I only halfway got on paper if at all. I'm actually getting better at it.Both storing and putting in print. And here's the odd part: the more time I spend actually writing, the more I want to write. It's almost like singing for me. I don't care whether anyone else likes it or not. I do it because it makes me happy. Obviously, I'm letting something go to find time for writing and organizing, but it seems okay. Feeling more fulfilled is worth whatever little things I'm giving up. |
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