so, baby... where have you been all my life? 

so, ok. this was a long time coming, i know.

my only resolution for 2003 was to journal. it was something i'd been wanting to do for a long time, and for the first several months of the year i was pretty good about it, writing at least 3 times a week... sometimes more. this was very helpful when i was going through the process of deciding to buy a house, narrowing down my search, and writing about my many many many many many many fears.

but i've got to say, after that hugely important event was over, i almost totally stopped journaling (much to my dismay). the reason? it hurt.

that's the most pathetic reason you've ever heard, right? but it's true. i have little occasion to actually physically write something with a pen & paper anymore, so my hand would cramp up after 2 paragraphs. plus it's SLOW! damn slow. i can type 18 times faster than i can write.

julia cameron, in the artist's way, specifically recommends *physically* writing in a journal every single morning as a path to creative freedom. i don't know... it's hard to be truly free if your hand is cramped into a mangled claw.

so here i am, blogging. typing. it's the civilized way to journal. right?

Posted by xta at November 16, 2003 9:40 AM | TrackBack