I spent hours and hours and hours last night writing a piece for potential online publication. Then at the stage where I pressed SUBMIT, nothing happened. Glitch. Then I tried to fix something, went to change the magnification of my screen and accidentally rotated my display by 90 degrees. Which freaked out my track pad. And by this time it was already after midnight. And I was Not Happy.
I was quite disheartened at all the time and effort I expended. Then I realized that I wasn't that sold on the particular publication but I did like the idea of starting to submit things again. So I am chalking the whole thing up to Rough Draft. Because when I am working on a project I have no trouble writing vast quantities of stuff that I will not ultimately use.
This is very metaphorical... the whole waste of time vs. rough draft. Although right now I can't seem to make any awesome connections.
I am thinking of pulling together some of my favorite blog posts and polishing them up into little memoirettes. Because that is a word. Autobiographical articles? Slice of life? Humorous somethings? I would like to challenge myself to put together something a little more coherent and less rambling than this blog.
Because this blog, I guess you could say, is a rought draft/waste of time. I'm getting something out of it, no doubt, but it is hardly a finished piece. And I like writing. And it is good for me.
I am thinking of which anecdotes might make for the most interesting stand-alone tales... I just went back and read a bunch of stuff and I really don't know.
I think the story of almost drowning is interesting.
And the story of my terrifying psychotic episode.
And perhaps tales of zombie gardening and hypomanic cleaning (although it sounds dull at the moment)
Throwing the rock wall? Terracing the garden? Redoing the kitchen floor? Cutting my hair?
I might need to just pick one and see how it goes.
Grateful Crap: going slow at the moment
Read a lot
Looked for rocks with my children. (Found some really cool ones too... did I mention that I was very nearly a geology minor in college? True story.)
Took a bunch of pictures. (Eventually I will figure out how to edit them and store them. My computer system is antiquated at the moment... I am writing with a chromebook but it will not do the trick for my photos. And my old mac is not up to the task either. But maybe it is if I strip EVERYTHING ELSE off of it and put it in the cloud and on external hard drive... for another time.)
Quaker, teacher, parent,