I've been fumbling here for a bit. I had a full day. I was busy at school and busy after school. My ideas are bouncing around without any real thoughts behind the initial thought. What's the difference? Yesterday's writing was fun. I gathered it via listening. I captured it on paper with a pencil. I reflected later in the day. Today I did neither. I'm trying to remember cute phrases she said while we visited the conservatory, visited a new diner, and then a new book store with an author visit and it's a jumble. I think I've learned the benefits of using my notebook during the day, along the way. It's a spot to hold my thoughts until I can embrace them with intention.
Thank you Two Writing Teachers for not only bringing together a community of writers but inviting us to push the pencil daily and nudge our writerly life.