I’ve never been good about keeping a journal. It all boils down to consistency. There are days when I skip making an entry. Life can crowd out the time I need to write down my thoughts about a day’s events. I’ve also been reluctant to pose as an expert on the writing process. If I knew anything of value about writing, my work would already be in print. I went out on a skinny limb of a tall in 2022 when I shared my 365 days of thankfulness. The exercise forced me to put myself out there with my soft belly exposed. Thank you for joining me on my journey in the written word. Therefore, I plan to keep a journal in 2023 to document my progress. I will call Entry 70: The Water Didn’t Rise and Flood the Big Pink.
Note: I consider editing an important part of the writing process. Editing is where all the artistry happens.
My morning writing before I started Entry 70: The Water Didn’t Rise and Flood the Big Pink
My morning pages moved along with a nice even flow. I made big changes to Amazing Buchanan and the Beast. It seems like I wasted all that energy when I ditched the pages I wrote during NaNoWriMo, but I think what I’m writing now fits into the Louisiana lifestyle. I now have Amazing hiding on a houseboat on the bayou. How much more Cajun can the story get? I must make this story distinct from the others I plan to write in this series. The last thing I want is for these women to do the same things repeatedly. They shouldn’t do the same things with only the location changed to interest the reader.
I am still struggling with the poetry. This point is where Word Daddy steps in and feeds me ideas. He remains silent right now. The weather had been so nice that he must have hit the road for a long ride. Well, it is raining today and he will wet.
The book I am currently reading right now and Entry 70: The Water Didn’t Rise and Flood the Big Pink
I started reading part eight of Tolstoy’s Anna Karenina. I think I will finish this evening. I’m starting to consider what I will read next. I hope whatever I decide on won’t be as tragic.
What I’m listening to right now and Entry 70: The Water Didn’t Rise and Flood the Big Pink
I am listening to Bob Marley and the Wailers Legend today. I’ve always found Marley’s music tragic and, at the same time, uplifting. I always like to listen to him when I need inspiration. He motivates me to keep going no matter what the circumstances. His ability to move the heart of people threatened the powers that be. There is a spiritual quality to his music that can’t be dismissed.
The thing I am most thankful for at this moment.
I am so thankful we didn’t get the aerial flooding the weatherman promised. It’s raining, but the water hasn’t started to rise yet. Here’s the thing. We live a block from a small creek known to flood. The Big Pink is on high ground, but the water has risen to the curb outside our door in the past. I am grateful that isn’t what is happening today.
This old lady says
Sometimes you get a flood and other times the river stays inside its banks. There is something to be learned in both scenarios. Maybe Rooster and I should consider buying flood insurance.
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