I love to write and generally I find that my words flow with paper and pen.
Sometimes pencil but mainly pen.
When my words flow, the inspiration keeps coming, the idea keeps growing, the creative juices don’t scratch on the page and all is well.
Rare is the occasion when I find myself typing directly to computer. My notes are only understandable by me, partly due to my writing which when ‘in the flow’ is what I would call ‘artistic’. I wouldn’t win any house points for handwriting, that’s for sure.
There are arrows drawn from here to there with asterisks, triangles, squares – anything that can be married up with ‘go to [star, triangle, square]’.
Parts are sectioned off and numbered so that I know which section goes where. You’d struggle to do that on a computer.
Back in my school days I used a fountain pen with actual ink cartridges and I loved it. There was a real sense of ‘old skool’ about it. I’m tempted to get another for the sake of nostalgia!
Because there’s no doubt that if you use a good quality pen, the whole process is going to feel better. It’s a no-brainer!
What about you? What’s YOUR writing tool?
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I recently read a book that really resonated with me. During the Christmas break, I had decided that I would take some time out for me and my family. I decided that I would re-read a book that would help me to focus on what I wanted to achieve, and this in turn brought into question what I actually did want to achieve.
At the risk of sounding like a total cliché (there’s no getting away from it – we have a good and proper old-fashioned cliché here!), I realised that I wanted to focus on what I already have, to remain focussed on what I already have and on the more naff days that everyone has, focus on what I’ve got to be grateful for in order to bring that vibration of gratitude right back to where I want it to be.
Considering I re-read this book in December, I decided there and then to start applying this theory and didn’t want until new year to get stuck in.
Since the day that I first read the book, I’ve written in my gratitude journal most days. And I can honestly testify that it works. If I’ve had a bit of a naff day, racking my brains for something to be grateful for does make me see the lighter, brighter, happier, even simpler side of life. Heck, I even find myself making mental notes of ‘I can pop that in my gratitude journal later!’.
So yes, my gratitude journal is working for me, lifts my mood when needed and has become a good habit, which I’m very grateful for… And who doesn’t want some feel-good vibes?…
I often post an insta-story of what I’m grateful for each day too and have found that a lot of people watch my stories, perhaps inspiring them to do the same.
What about you? What do you do regularly to lift your mood and focus on being grateful? I’d love to hear in the comments below 🙂
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One of the most painful experiences as a writer, especially one who considers themselves to still be learning, is re-reading your own work. It’s a necessary task, but it should be done after you’ve had time away from your work. But here’s a question: what if you read your writing only to find that, above all else, it’s simply boring? If you find that you’re not as inspired or passionate as you aimed to be, what can you do?
We often tell our daughter that she needs to de-clutter,
“To make room for more tat!”, I say with a mutter;
Her room needs a sort out with a fine tooth-comb,
For the old toys that now need a new home…
Instead of tidying, she’s often found playing,
Unearthing old toys that it seems are now staying,
“It’s a pre-school book, you no longer need,
It’s been in a box, chapter books you now read!”
Okay, she tells me, she’ll sort that box out,
So I leave her to playing, not sorting, no doubt;
But a little while later she presents a small pile,
Of nick-nacks that I’ve not seen for a while…
“I don’t need these now, they’re too young for me!
I’ve had them since I was around about three.”
‘Tis true and my heart, well it does a small flip,
Cos I know she’s growing up in a hop and skip!
Peppa Pig, Disney Princesses are all relegated
To the ‘not wanted’ stack, I feel somewhat deflated…
But you know what? It’s all good and exciting,
The next step of our journey that it seems we’re alighting…
With makeup, with fashions, with disco lights,
With pop music, with dancing and slightly later nights,
All signs our little girl is little no more,
As she practices dance moves on the living floor.
We see her character growing and growing,
Moulding to where the wind takes her, it’s blowing!
Leaving her old toys, all stacked up in the wings
Making room for her nearly 8 year old things…
By Carol Cameleon 2017
How do you cope when your child decides they’re suddenly too old for the toys that, actually remind you of their earlier days? Does your heart skip a beat of excitement or is it bittersweet? I’d love to know! Please comment below or tweet me @AllSortsHere