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 80: Still Suffering from Daylight Savings Time.
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 80: Still Suffering from Daylight Savings Time.
I finished the chapter I was working on yesterday of Amazing Buchanan and the Beast. The story is progressing better now that I deleted the last half of the book I wrote during NaNoWriMo. Everywhere I turn, the theme of life on a houseboat pops before me. That is where I decided Amazing would hide from Melvin Samples. It seemed like the perfect location because the story takes place near a bayou in Louisiana.
I will focus on writing poetry for the rest of the afternoon. Poetic creativity is such an elusive monster. It will hide from you. Ideas run through my mind but evaporate when I sit at my computer.
The book I am currently reading right now and Entry 80: Still Suffering from Daylight Savings Time
I took the day off from reading, but I will have my nose stuck in a book tomorrow. It takes a day for me to digest the book I finished reading.
What I’m listening to right now and Entry 80: Still Suffering from Daylight Savings Time
I am listening to The Head and the Heart today to get inspired. Rooster has his cool jazz playing in the background. It’s the style of music he is into at the moment. I listened to The Head and the Heart. Then I took my headset off for a round of cool jazz.
The thing I am most thankful for at this moment.
I am thankful that this day is almost over. I have been dragging since the time change. Springing forward in the spring wears me out.
This old lady says
I am an old lady, and I need my sleep. What idiot came up with the daylight savings idea? I hear it had something to do with the railroad. Well, I don’t work for the railroad. They can stay away from my alarm clock until they cut me a check—daylight savings time. Have you ever heard of anything so ridiculous? The sun comes up in the morning when it wants to and goes to bed at night when it pleases. Just like poetic creativity, you can’t control the sun.
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Feeling ya on the reset that is springtime and how tiring it is in the moment! Love this line too: “Just like poetic creativity, you can’t control the sun.” Beautifully true! <3
Thank you.
I think you’re an amazing writer. There’s plenty of amazing writers out there that don’t have their work on print, and for the most part, I feel something reading your content that makes me stay followed.
And I don’t know why DST is a thing, but if we didn’t have it, I guess we would just have the same schedule as spring forward. I kinda don’t mind DST, but it’s probably because I don’t drive. It takes getting used to, but I don’t mind.
Thank you for responding. I am glad you enjoy the stuff i write. Have a great week.
I am struggling so darn hard to Molly. time change is a bear.
I am getting past it, but every year it seems to take longer.
It sure does!