I am officially on vacation (from my non-writing job) for the entire month of April – wahoo yeehaw and all that!
My dream to-do list for the month is long and complicated.
I kept a journal all through high school – and I am certain that is one thing that kept me socially acceptable. It was full of rants and ravings and insecurities. It was also full of incriminating evidence and blackmail material. By some miracle it never got me in trouble. Now that I am a parent I see what a huge gift my parents gave me: I had utter and complete faith that they would not read my personal thoughts. Wow. None of my kids keep a diary/journal – I honestly don’t know if I could resist reading it if they did. But I like to think I would…
After my first VCFA residency the graduating students gave each of us newbies a journal. That beautiful journal was the start – and then I continued to use one throughout my MFA program. It was invaluable for keeping a record of what I worked on, stressed about, read, etc – which helped for each monthly packet and letter to my advisor. But more than that, journaling helped me to figure out what I thought. It helped me to keep writing. I asked questions and received answers.
Since then, I’ve been very sporadic about keeping a journal. I go to it only when I’m desperate to figure something out – those moment of complete frustration – so it’s a pretty miserable document. Again, the rantings and ravings and insecurities – I’ve got plenty!
But it’s good to have the ups recorded also. And personally, I think keeping a regular journal helps me to have more ups! And to get more done. There is, for me, something very brain-triggering about the physical pen to paper experience.
Sarah Wones Tomp
WRITING ON THE SIDEWALK
UPDATE! Amazing, yet true! Look what I found on my doorstep today:
My thoughtful and always organized and punctual sister-in-law gave me a very early birthday present – even though it’s 3 months early, it’s perfect timing! Feels very meant to be… xxoo