I am sitting in my new apartment, boxes still piled in precarious towers around me, writing the inaugural assignment for Writing 101, a challenge from the Daily Post. I don’t know if I have it in me to do this challenge, but I am going to give it a try. My friend Jenni suggested that a few of us join in on this writing challenge. I didn’t hesitate, committed myself on the spot to jump in feet first. I need to write. I have fallen out of the habit of writing every day. Actually, to be perfectly honest, I don’t think I ever actually had that habit in the first place, but I at least would take some time to write for a few hours in clusters of days, letting whatever story, thought, poem that was anxious to be released at the time. My mind is all over the place these days. So much happening at the same time. The old adage, when it rains it pours is definitely holding true for me over the past few months. New job, new apartment, new life… coupled with some serious health challenges and waiting for surgery to be scheduled to deal with that ‘little blip’ in my life. I stopped for a while, but now it is time to return to the keyboard. I am also the worst blogger in the history of blogging. I am terrible at posting regularly, let alone daily, and I am hoping that this challenge will help me grow into a new daily practice. Writing, after all, is like a meditation for me. It helps to calm the monkeys in my mind, and helps me to sort things out.
I am trying a completely different approach to the space I give myself to write in. I don’t have a physical space dedicated to just writing. I write wherever I am, laptop perched on my lap ( I don’t own a desk, so it is my only option). I most often would keep the music off, preferring to sit in silence, but tonight, thought it was time for something completely different. My library is on ‘shuffle’. I wanted to see/ hear what would come up randomly as I was writing, with the hope of course that it might inspire me, or inform my writing in some way. I should not be surprised, but as the music changes, each new song is unlocking parts of my mind. I have a very eclectic collection of music and it surprises me (a little) how each song is forcing me to think, to remember moments that I had long forgotten about. I shouldn’t be too surprised. Music is an important thread that is woven into the large map of me. I have not done a very good job reflecting on the fundamental place music holds in my life… not in my writing certainly, but perhaps with this new writing challenge I will get a chance to explore it more. Who knows!
lesson for day 1 – be nice to the monkeys but don’t let them rattle the cage. I got this.