
Something I overheard at school today made me stop and think. One of the instructional assistants made a comment about loving fancy notebooks. I usually would chime in with a “me, too,” but today I paused. While I do still love a fancy notebook, most of my writing recently has been in plain, spiral-bound one subject wide-ruled notebooks. The one I’m currently working in is bright red and the next one on deck is my favorite color, blue. While I still have lots of fancier notebooks, I’ve been drawn to the regular notebooks that I associate with school.
I’m not sure why I’m writing so much in regular notebooks, but it’s been working. It reminds me of when I was in middle school and high school and filled up notebook after notebook with my writing. Those were the days when I didn’t question every word, phrase, and sentence. Those were the days when I didn’t try to revise as I wrote. Those were the days when I really felt like a writer. Maybe subconsciously I am trying to recapture those days. Whatever the reason, though, words are getting down on the page!
It makes sense: it’s not the notebook that writes, and if the fancy gives a boost, let it be fancy, and if a plain one gives the right direction, let it be plain. I sometimes like to by notebooks with a whimsical picture on the cover.
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I need to gather all my notebooks up because they are scattered to the wind right now. I’ve got everything you talked about from fancy to plain, with something in each. My wife rolls her eyes when I tell her I need to look through something before it gets recycled, because you never know! 🙂
Thanks for the reminder to organize and for your slice! 🙂
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