Sometimes when and where I write isn’t planned. Today, I did my usual writing (which was actually editing today), then while at the shopping centre I went and did a few jobs. During this time, bubs well asleep. A deep sleep. One which I was very reluctant to wake him from, even though by this time I was more than ready to go home, and I was tired and not at all inspired to write.
I listened to my gut, which was to go sit at another café, and to write. I’m glad I did. Because even though I was tired, I managed to write quite a bit. A lot actually. So it was a very satisfying session as I hadn’t planned writing this book today. And I wasn’t visited by the muse. It was all about me using the time that unexpectedly came available.
When I got home, I decided some fresh air was in order, so I got bubs back in the pram, Kimba on the lead and off we went to walk along the beach. During this time my mind started composing an abstract I had worked on at the first café. Suddenly my thoughts were ordered. So I sat on a bench and wrote them in my phone capturing the essence. Was this the muse? Maybe or maybe not. I think it was more to do that I had worked on the abstract this morning and so it was in the forefront of my mind. Then while walking, my subconscious pushed forward the suggestions I needed.
So for a day which was going to be a bit unproductive writing wise, turned out to be very successful. Only because I was open to snatching time to write. This is the writer’s journey, going with the unexpected.
I can’t believe this happened! I’m usually so organised, especially when it comes to pens. And when writing with a fountain pen, there’s a little more to consider like having spare ink cartridges. There’s nothing more frustrating than running out of ink when writing, more so when I’m in the flow.
So I couldn’t believe it when I went to change my ink cartridge, to find that the spare was indeed used, empty! I can see the funny side to all of this. And as much as it pained me, I switched over and used another pen – not the look I like in my journal, but it really doesn’t matter. Now, I do have a fresh ink cartridge in my handbag, ready to go.
I don’t normally stick notes or anything into my journals. I might it if is a travel journal, but I don’t for my everyday journaling. For some reason I simply write by hand.
But this time I’ve decided to do things differently. Maybe it is the style of this new journal, full of inspirational quotes at the bottom of the pages? Or the colourful inspiring cover, and occasional internal pages which seem to call my muse to me.
Either way, I’ve started by sticking in a number of fun quotes that I’ve collected from fortune cookies. But there’s more to the story. I’ve had these fortune cookies when going out with my very close writing friends. When we have our catch up over Thai food and talk all things writing and life. And with one friend now moved away, these quotes remind me that I am supported on my writing journey, and that we had some fun evenings together. They are more than just quotes from fortune cookies. They are little gateways into my recent memories, and so they now have a special place at the start of my new journal.
Look within ~ there is something beautiful, something sacred inside you, a space full of infinite wisdom