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| It's been a while since I got the chance to write in my blog. I haven't really written anything long or chapter worthy. I haven't been dreaming like I normally do, in stories, and that has made me feel a little out of whack. Last night, I finally had one of my story dreams, and today I wrote the summary down while it was still fresh in my head. I do love the rawness of the first writing. The virgin piece I call it. It is where all the free and uncontrollable emotions go. Where nothing makes sense to anyone but you. I can read it over and over and know how the entire story will play out. To anyone else, it is just a paragraph or two of nonsensical ideas or scenes. A while back, I traded in my huge purse for a smaller more fashionable one. The great thing about this is that I don't have room for all the unnecessary "things" I used to carry around in my "baby elephant." It was so heavy, I would have shoulder pain if I carried it for too long. I am so glad to have gotten rid of it. The only fallback to having a cute little purse, is the lack of room for my old, battered writing notebook. I cringe at the thought that I have no paper on hand when I leave the house. Sure, I have my Ipod and my phone for quick notes, but it's just not the same as good old paper. I have been on the lookout for something small to slip inbetween my wallet and checkbook, but with enough room to at least hold a chapter; two if I write small enough. Today's family outing ended with me hunting for such a thing at Target. I was lucky enough to find two slim journals and a perfect fit at that. I no longer have this uneasy feeling when I look at my purse. I now know that I have the means to jot down my thoughts, ideas, or dreams wherever I am. I feel at peace now, and finally feel my muse stirring. Perhaps not having the paper on hand scared her away? Well my darling muse, I am prepared and ready for you at any moment. Please sit, stay a while, and let's have a chat. I'll go brew a pot of tea. |
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