Entry 211: Something Feels Strange

I’ve never been good at 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 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 this post Entry 211: Something Feels Strange.  

Note: I consider editing an important part of the writing process. Editing is where all the artistry happens.

My morning writing before Entry 211: Something Feels Strange

I used the new mode of editing I adopted recently, where I work on two ends of Amazing Buchanan and the Beast. I start by writing the chapter where I left off the day before. Then I return and listen to the chapter I am editing for errors. I find I am making better progress using this method. Editing is still a learning process.

There are so many things to learn as I move along. I need to do some major posting today. Some poems need to be written and walking to be done. I don’t know how I will ever find the time. Things seem a little off these days. I am not sure what it is, but something feels strange. Norway has better bluegrass music than us. All summer long, we’ve had wild fire smoke from Canada. The next presidential election appears to be a replay of 2020. Haven’t we learned anything yet?      

The book I am currently reading right now and Entry 211: Something Feels Strange

I started reading A Memoir of Jane Austen. It is a small book written by her nephew. J.E. Austen-Leigh isn’t the same caliber of As good a writer as his aunt, but he does contribute some interesting facts about her life. I learned she died when in her 41st year. Two of her brothers were admirals in the Navy. All of the six brothers in the family seem to have been successful. Jane worshipped her older sister, Cassandra.

What I’m listening to right now and Entry 211: Something Feels Strange

Rooster found this interesting group online. The Hayde Bluegrass Orchestra is a group of musicians from Norway who play an interesting form of bluegrass music. I never pictured horns or other combinations these people use, but it all seems to work. It’s hard to find good bluegrass music in the US these days.   

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