Ok, so I tout myself as a writer. Give me an idea for a poem, an article or essay to write, a creative assignment? I am right there! Words and sentences flowing enthusiastically across the page. It's like there's an energy pouring through my fingers as they glide along the keyboard. It's magic. It's why and when I know I'm supposed to be a writer.
However, sit me down in front of my journal? Forget it.
A few weeks ago, my friend DeLinda read me an entry from the journal she kept during our trip to France. It was simple and elegant. A couple sentences, but lovely. And funny. And just enough to remember that moment, that day.
My journal entry for the same day?
"Today we went to Sacre Coeur. I had a croissant for breakfast."
Flat. Dry. Stale. And I'm not talking about the croissant.
I hate my journal voice.
I think I've always thought of my journal as a record keeper. Notekeeping, perhaps. Tell the day and forget the nuances that make it a day, a moment. It's never felt like real writing to me. If I wanted to write my feelings about something, I'd write a poem. If I wanted to make an observation or tell about an event, I'd write an essay. That's real writing.
And writing by hand? With no delete or backspace buttons? no spell check? Besides, two or three pages into a journal entry and my hand gets tired. How can one compose writing properly when your equipment fails?
So I keep wondering: is there a way to expand my journaling experience? Challenge myself to do more than "today was a good day" writing? Make it more interesting. More reflective of the day, the moment. All that, and still keep it manageable and approachable--not requiring hours of time, a dictionary and a work table full of art supplies?
So, I've been practicing...and playing...and wanted to share some of the ideas I've discovered along the way. |