October 20, 2010 - Day 1
This is my first attempt at writing at least a page a day. What do I hope to gain from this? Well, I can think of at least a couple of benefits. First, I'm not the most active communicator in the world. In fact, when you get down to it, I'm downright reticent. So, writing a page a day may help me to develop better communication habits. The next potential benefit is that the act of writing may help me reflect a little more, and release some new thoughts and/or ideas from my mind. Alternatively, it might just help me crystallize my thinking on issues I'm currently processing in the background. Yet another benefit is a general improvement to my writing skills. The more you practice, the better you get. Finally, I may come to find that there are things I'd like to share with a broader audience. But that's cheating a little, since I've already brought up the reticence thing.
It turns out that a full page is more than I thought. Besides being a quiet person, my writing style has been best described as "terse". This does not lend itself to writing just to fill a page, but I'll go there for now, if just to get the exercise.
I made applesauce at home last night. The kids were home from school Monday last week, and they went to a corn maze and an apple orchard. This has become something of a tradition for them, and making applesauce every year has become one for me. As a bonus, I got home Friday night to Quinn putting the finishing touches on a homemade apple pie. With a lattice top crust, even! And of course it was delicious. For him, I'd say you can't get much better than a homemade apple pie, from apples you picked yourself.
Still trying to make it a complete page. Without getting too meta.
My current idea is that I should try not to make this just a journal, but alternate between non-fiction journal writing, some nonfiction (maybe some technical writing, since that's what I know), and even some fiction. I haven't attempted fiction since I was in high school, and I really have no idea how I'll start that.
For now, though, I'll start with the easy stuff. I feel like I do when I'm out on a run (which hasn't been for a while), and I know I'm on the last mile. Yeah, I'm a little tired, but I get that extra little burst of energy to carry me through to the end. And then I try to sprint the last couple of hundred yards. I think finishing on a sprint just fools me into thinking I was running harder the whole way. Whatever gets you through to the end. Unfortunately, I think I just started my sprint a little early here. When that happens, you've just got to wind down and carry through to the end.
This is my first attempt at writing at least a page a day. What do I hope to gain from this? Well, I can think of at least a couple of benefits. First, I'm not the most active communicator in the world. In fact, when you get down to it, I'm downright reticent. So, writing a page a day may help me to develop better communication habits. The next potential benefit is that the act of writing may help me reflect a little more, and release some new thoughts and/or ideas from my mind. Alternatively, it might just help me crystallize my thinking on issues I'm currently processing in the background. Yet another benefit is a general improvement to my writing skills. The more you practice, the better you get. Finally, I may come to find that there are things I'd like to share with a broader audience. But that's cheating a little, since I've already brought up the reticence thing.
It turns out that a full page is more than I thought. Besides being a quiet person, my writing style has been best described as "terse". This does not lend itself to writing just to fill a page, but I'll go there for now, if just to get the exercise.
I made applesauce at home last night. The kids were home from school Monday last week, and they went to a corn maze and an apple orchard. This has become something of a tradition for them, and making applesauce every year has become one for me. As a bonus, I got home Friday night to Quinn putting the finishing touches on a homemade apple pie. With a lattice top crust, even! And of course it was delicious. For him, I'd say you can't get much better than a homemade apple pie, from apples you picked yourself.
Still trying to make it a complete page. Without getting too meta.
My current idea is that I should try not to make this just a journal, but alternate between non-fiction journal writing, some nonfiction (maybe some technical writing, since that's what I know), and even some fiction. I haven't attempted fiction since I was in high school, and I really have no idea how I'll start that.
For now, though, I'll start with the easy stuff. I feel like I do when I'm out on a run (which hasn't been for a while), and I know I'm on the last mile. Yeah, I'm a little tired, but I get that extra little burst of energy to carry me through to the end. And then I try to sprint the last couple of hundred yards. I think finishing on a sprint just fools me into thinking I was running harder the whole way. Whatever gets you through to the end. Unfortunately, I think I just started my sprint a little early here. When that happens, you've just got to wind down and carry through to the end.
