Keeping a journal has never been one of my strongest pursuits. I find it boring talking about myself for an extended period. This year, I wrote blog entries telling the tales about the things I’ve encountered along my writing road. On this writer’s journey, I’ve run into bumps, got stuck in ditches, and sometimes the scenery becomes tedious. The repetition of editing can become monotonous. Computer glitches can become obstacles along the path as tiresome as construction zones. It can leave a person stuck in technical traffic for hours. The best solution to such problems is sometimes to drive a different route. Please fasten your seat belts and prepare for this new stage on my writing journey. Therefore, I titled this post Entry 312: Still Hanging in There.
Remember, editing is an important part of the writing process. Editing is where the artistry takes place. It’s where a writer thinks with their head to catch mistakes. Editing is the sweet spot where the delete button comes in handy. It’s where the creator decides which words belong to the reader and which ones remain with them.
My morning pages and Entry 312: Still Hanging in There
Today’s word count is 1792. This morning’s words were a little light. I would have liked to have reached at least 2000, but I’m still hanging in there.
What I am currently reading and Entry 312: Still Hanging in There
I am still on a reading fast. Time is getting away from me. I have decided to read Martha Hall-Kelly’s Lilac Girls when I start.
The music I selected today and Entry 312: Still Hanging in There
I put The Wallflowers Bringing Down the Horse during my writing time today. In my opinion, this is a very good CD. I don’t know why we don’t hear more of them today.
The stuff going on in my life at the moment and Entry 312: Still Hanging in There
(This is the part that might get boring. You can skip it if you want.)
I had a doctor’s appointment this morning. My A1C is up a little but still in a manageable range. My overall health is good because of all the walking I do. Rooster and I started taking the diabetes stuff seriously two years ago. The doctor said I was the gold star patient of the day because I was doing stuff to fight the disease, and not all of her patients did. They settled for taking the pills. The way I look at it, the pills are there when you come to the point where you can’t do anything to stop the progression. I also picked up my new glasses before we walked at the gym. All of this stuff is cutting into my writing time.
I heard sirens and glanced out the door. A fire truck pulled to the curb across the street. A group of firefighters exited the truck and walked toward my neighbor’s house. They didn’t unroll any of their equipment. An ambulance showed up on the scene about ten minutes later. I suspect the run involved a drug overdose.
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Keeping a journal has never been one of my strongest pursuits. I find it boring talking about myself for an extended period. This year, I wrote blog entries telling the tales about the things I’ve encountered along my writing road. On this writer’s journey, I’ve run into bumps and got stuck in ditches, and sometimes…