I was lucky enough to attend not one, but two cultural events this weekend: The Etsy Made in Canada craft fair and Kingston WritersFest.
My children and I admired the work of Etsy sellers on Saturday. From artwork to jewellery to stitched items, each table held impressive talent and creativity.
This morning, my sister and I listened as Camilla Gibb read from her new memoir, “This is Happy” and spoke eloquently about her life to Merilyn Simonds. I was moved by her reading, and awed by her willingness to share what so many seldom talk about.
It was a truly inspiring weekend.
Many writing articles advise getting away from your computer to write.
I even watched a movie recently (“I Capture the Castle” – which I loved, by the way) that suggested writing needed to take place away from the computer screen.
I do this, sometimes. In journals, notebooks, scraps of paper or corners of napkins. But I also write at my computer, and I am enormously grateful for the ability to neatly wipe away words, to cut and paste without scissors or glue, and to save in multiple places so that I don’t lose my notes.
My computer also allows me to post this, here.
I can’t imagine not writing on it.
You would think, that since I am so focused on moments and little details, that the idea for my journal would have come easier.
But it took me three months.
This beautiful custom journal that my husband had made for me for my fortieth birthday has waited for words for three months.
I made my first entry today, finally. It occurred to me that instead of rewriting my poems and stories (I already have books for those), and instead of using it as a journal (have that, too), I would use it to describe random moments.
And, since the moments are random, so to will be the order.
For my first entry, I opened to the middle of the book and began to write.
(I even got brave and wrote in pen.)
Every now and again, I come across a line when I’m reading that just speaks to me.
In Still Writing (2013), by Dani Shaprio, there is an essay called, “Ordinary Life.” She writes about how as writers, we need to throw light on the ordinary moments to bring life to our stories.
Since the premise of this blog is about sharing the beauty of ordinary moments, I wanted to share one of her lines here:
” If I dismiss the ordinary – waiting for the special, the extreme, the extraordinary to happen – I may just miss my life.” (p. 123)
I truly believe that we need to appreciate the small, the mundane, the tiny details of our lives.
Life happens in these moments.
A pretty new journal, its crisp pages ready for words and ideas, is the promise of possibility.
It is a book that has yet to be written, a story that has yet to be shared.
There is no tension or drama; there is only hope.
It’s official, I’ve been approved to extend my leave of absence!
This means: More time and energy for my children; more time spent with my husband; and more time doing the things I love.
This letter makes me very happy.
I had this idea to print my photos on vintage papers, so I’d been gathering items found in my parents’ basement and the second hand shop.
This is one of many that I’ve done so far: “Haley’s Comet.” My dad had these old copies of the trail of Haley’s Comet from the ’80s so I found a sky photo in my files and printed it directly onto the paper.
Now, I can’t stop! It seems like the more I do, the more ideas I get: Guitar music, graph paper, and old patterns are spread out in my office.
Too much fun.
(To see what I’ve done, check out more of these paper prints at http://www.sandandpetals.etsy.com .)
Even though I’m not in school anymore, I still like to take notes, highlight, and tag pages when I’m reading.
I usually have some project of my own on the go.
Lately, I’ve been planning (not micro-planning, though – no strict schedule for me) for our trip to Disney. I’ve taken notes about tips, highlighted rides not to be missed, and tagged important information to return to.
And I think this is fun, this planning and note-taking and highlighting and tagging.
Yes, I realize this makes me a geek, and I’m okay with that. 🙂
I love to make lists. Apparently, I always have, because I found this in that old binder, too.
It organizes my day, my life in tasks. Motivates me to get things done. Inspires me to create. It is a visual reminder of what I would like to do and what I have done.
Finding this childhood list brought a smile to my face.
I still make those little boxes to check off, sometimes. I just don’t colour them in.