Monday Musings

I enjoyed writing to the inspiration of Beetley Pete’s post so much yesterday (see it here) that I’ve decided to continue it in a tiny string of joys and see how long I can keep it up. I am a habitual creature by nature and zodiac alike, being a Taurus sun and Taurus moon, so I love the challenge of keeping something going for as long as I can…including dirty dishes in the sink and laundry piles to fold. Kidding! (kinda).

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I dreamt a text message last night from J.M. telling me something personal and interesting. It made me think about a) the veracity of my dreams and things I’ve learned from my dreams (I have dreamt many things that have happened IRL) and how they color my interpretation of people and events, b) if I should ask the truth about it when I see him this week, and c) if other people get messages in their dreams or if I’m just a random weirdo. I’m ok with being a weirdo, I’d just like to know for sure.

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I spent yesterday afternoon journaling deeply on a few words that have been in my consciousness lately. About two years ago, I noticed that there were a lot of synchronicities with words around me, and that words I don’t normally use, or haven’t thought about in some time, would pop up in conversation, or reading, or tv shows repeatedly in a short period of time. I started writing down these words first to meditate on in my daily practice, then began journaling. I have written entire essay drafts based on single words. I have come to find a comfort in deep exploration of single words and nuances. (Guess that’s why I’m a writer, huh?…!)

Yesterday’s words were intersection, fear, discipline, and liminal. Liminal is my new favorite word. This week, anyway.

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I also spent yesterday afternoon fleshing out (again) the book outline I made in July, after telling you about it yesterday morning. I know the basic structure of each chapter, and have already written a few of them, but I believe I discovered the narrative arc yesterday, the backbone and textual skeleton I’ve been looking for to make it feel like it’s all coming together. This is big. And very scary. I haven’t had an idea with this power in quite some time. But since I have some of the content already written, it’s a matter of puzzling together the story in the sequence suggested by the arc. Writing is so much more than just words.

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Today is pajama day at school for spirit week. I always want to be the one with the most spirit, but this is not for me. Kids will come wrapped in blankets and bathrobes and wearing furry slippers for shoes even though it’s 53 degrees and has been raining for two days. If you knew the problem we have had with bedbugs at school, you’d not have spirit either. But who am I to take away their fun? I’m saving myself for 80s day on Friday…which reminds me, I need another can of hairspray and some neon eyeshadow…

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The last few days I have been recalling books I read years ago and feel like I want to reread again. One is The Artist’s Way by Julia Cameron and two (technically, three) are Wishcraft and I Could Do Anything If Only I Knew What It Was by Barbara Sher. I’m feeling Julia’s book because I was explaining Morning Pages to a non-writing friend recently, and miss the comfort of her tone. And Barbara’s because I found one of my Scanner Daybook notebooks downstairs while sorting through my sketchbooks, and realized how much her writing changed my life and outlook on being an overly creative person. I wish Barbara were still alive. I’d send her a thank-you letter.

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Looks like it’s time for a new Monday to unfold. Hope it’s full of sun!

Beth