I had a very disturbing dream last night (technically this morning as I woke up to see the time was 8:45 am) and I tried to write it down. My handwriting is almost illegible because I felt tensed and self concious about writing it out. I wrote in cursive, and rather rushed. For me, that’s not a good thing. My cursive turns illegible very fast.
I wanted to share it but I had to go through the steps of writing it out first and then telling it to a person. Sort out my thoughts, get things right in my head, talk to someone about it.
I’m appreciating having a paper journal with me here. Admittedly I don’t write in it nearly enough, I feel better writing stuff down. I also don’t have much to say, “Today I sat at my computer and typed. I also did that day before and the day before that and the day before that. I did go outside though. . . to get a few groceries.” Really, that doesn’t make a very good read. Or a very nice thing to write.
A journal is a place I like to feel safe writing it. I’ve started to lose that. I’m working at getting it back.
This blog on the other hand, I don’t feel safe putting anything down in. The same was with my LiveJournal. I’ll start getting back into blogs and all that fun when I find my writing passion again. For now my writing is all about woodlands and bats (not together though) and vicious emails to my parents where I rant about how disgruntled I am at not having my project sorted out yet. DISSERTATION HELLLLLLLL
Journals are fun. And I’m a big believer in finding the right kind of journal for your purpose. Moleskines aren’t for everyone, and lined journals are also not for everyone. It’s weird to see what you will and will not use for a journal. They have a feel to them. The same for the pen that writes in those journals. Usually it’s due to the quality of the paper and how gel/ballpoint/rollerball/fountain/etc actually works with that paper.