of a tennis player, hiker, writer |
I’m back on this…One Thousand Words A Day kick. It’s a writing tool I use, to get me back in the creative groove., help me find my muse sorta move. It’s sorta like dieting only better cuz the results are almost immediate. And, once I’m in the groove, found my muse, I can go back to eating chocolate soy ice cream - as long as I share w/ my muse – and I don’t loose track. Here’s the rules: Write one thousand words a day. Any words. The same word one thousand times if I want. Just so long as my fingers type out one thousand. Usually, I start out boring. Events of the day, recorded without thought to the reader. (remember, this is like exercise. And exercise is not a spectator sport.) Anyhoo, all this typing, of boring events….i posted it in my private journal. You guys don’t want to read how i cut my knee while shaving cuz laney popped her head into the bathroom to say Sweeiie, my parrot had started flying around the house, knocked over my brand new vase and landed on the kitchen counter and walked across the pumpkin pie Bryan had made earlier this morning…his bird prints deep into the middle, pumpkin smeared up his bird legs. how he thoughtfully walked all over the counter, leaving a pumpkiney mess. Actually, I just made all that up. See? How productive the Thousands Words A Day can be? My lunch break is over, I’ll have to write some more later. Two hundred, forty -something down, seven hundred something to go. Gotta run...my coffee just finished brewing. no sugar, one tablespoon of soy creamer please. |