At the moment I am keeping four journals.
Ah, the journaling experience.
- The Static Journal. Which would be this one. Admittedly, I
haven't actually written here in a while. Well, ya know, it happens.
But I am thinking about some new stuff for this journal, so keep tuned.
An Anonymous Online Journal. That's right. I'm writing online and you
don't even know it. ha!
My Regular Paper Journal. It's a 100 page spiral bound and I'm about
half way through it. It's my fifth one this year, but I don't think
I will be able to finish it. Since I started working, I haven't been
writing as much as I used to.
The new Notebook. This is a little 5 by 7 spiral. I'm trying to remember
to carry it around with me, just to jot down random thoughts. Because
everyone has random thoughts while they are trying to drive home and have to
wait for the damn train to get out of the way.
And it all started right here, back in June of 1998. I started updating
my website with my random thoughts. I hadn't even heard of online journals
back then, and I had no clue that's was what I was doing. I just
thought it would be really cool to have a web site which had new content
every time you visited.
At some point, I figured out my site was really a journal, and there
were tons of people out there doing the same thing. There's a whole
community out there. 'Course, being my loner self, I haven't really
joined it. heh.
In January 1999, I started my paper journal in earnest. It began with
The Artist's Way morning pages. The idea behind morning pages is to get
up early and write three pages of brain drain. Unfortunately, they
forgot to mention that morning pages tend to back fire on people with
depression. heh. But my morning pages actually lasted for a few months.
The morning pages got modified. They were no longer written in the morning.
I switched from loose leaf paper to a spiral notebook. I started buying
more expensive pens. I think my writing got more free. I bought colored
pens. I wrote more. I even added an occasional sketch.
In the last couple of months, I have had less time on my hands and the
journal writing has... suffered? I haven't written a story in a long
time. My current notebook has no sketches at all.
I wish I had more time. You know. To write.