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I'VE SOMETHING TO SHOW YOU, STAND HERE
Fragments, figments, shuffled bits of memory. I keep thinking about writing. But I don't sit down and do it. Am I percolating? Or simply slothful? I miss my interactions here. I need a swift kick in the pants. KICK! You, who write, how do you begin? Have you got an outline? An agenda? A reel tape of remembrances that you can pull from your pocket like ticker tape? Where is the adrenaline and the motivation and the inspiration when you need it?

Fragments and figments. I just wrote gifments. Hee! JPGments. Are those the snapshots of your mind in digital format?

Every day, at random intervals, I search for reasons to write. Some days I don't even need to search. I don't need a reason, even if nothing extraordinary happens to commemorate. Some days, it just comes. It comes, like the muse in the poem I still remember. It stands there and looks at me expectantly, and lo! I write.

Mostly what I seem to be doing these days is moving forward. Sometimes quicker, sometimes slower. It's rather disturbing to me, oftentimes, this forward motion, when all I want is to hold still and admire something long enough to write about it in the kind of detail that will make someone else really SEE it later. After it's gone, gone by. Forgotten. If you are lucky enough to turn your head at just the right moment, that memory you catch from the corner of your eye might crystallize into something you can write about. Peripheral cognition. Edge of retention.

Flash! Did you see? Do you remember?

Impressions and conversations. Thoughts, emotions, feelings. What happened then? What's happening now? Perhaps there are just too many things crowding in the mental waiting room of my writing mind. Wait your turn, I exclaim to one, while another two are jostling each other in the doorway; both trying so hard to get in that neither can, nor any others. We're all just standing here, waiting.

When the Muse comes
She doesn't tell you to write;
She says get up for a minute,
I've something to show you,
stand here.

~Michael Goldman

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Comments

Thank you thank you, lovely lady!

You are welcome! How are you enjoying Sweden so far? :)

It's a mixed bag, for sure, but parts of it have been lovely.

I resonate with this, though I've come to much easier terms with this writing/not writing issue. Perhaps Mark Twain's method has sunk in. If it isn't writing itself, it's not doing its job and BACK IN THE DRAWER it goes! Even if the drawer is my forgetful mind.

Wouldn't it be great it things really DID write themselves? I frequently lament the lack of a mind-dictaphone.

I have long lamented the absence of a thought activated word processor.

(Anonymous)

I'm new to the blogging thing, so I'm still trying to figure out a lot of things like what I should write about, how often I should post something, what kind of blog I want my blog to be, etc. You're one of the more prolific blog writers I read actually, so sometimes *you* are my inspiration to sit down and write something. I've been keeping a list of ideas for posts lately, but usually when I look at it, I can always find some reason why it's not time to talk about anything on it yet. When I finally do write something, it's often a combination of ideas from the list, but morphed into something different. I seem to have some kind of internal timer that's always running, telling me when I'm overdue for another post, and the longer it runs the more often I think about all the ideas, and eventually one of them, or a combination of several of them, suddenly pops into my tiny little brain and out come the words. At least that's how it is sometimes.

But I wonder if I'll run out of things to talk about. I think the blog will have to evolve over time from a "here's how to do it" blog into more of a "these are my thoughts" blog, just because I'll run out of stuff to pass along. Hopefully I'll still be able to mix in enough new experiments and results from those experiments that at least some of them can still be of the "here's how to do it" type. With your blog being more personal, I think it's more of the "these are my thoughts" type, which is exactly how it should be. Sometimes your thoughts are going to be about a particular event or a particular idea, and sometimes they're just going to be thoughts. As long as you keep putting them on the blog, I think you're doing it right.

Russell - www.icecreamgeek.com

You're not new to it, you've been blogging, sporadically at least, at your "travel" blog for a long time. :) I think it's always interesting to hear what methods other people use and a bit floored to thnk I'm an inspiration for anyone when it comes to this journal! :D

I wish we had an ice cream maker so I could actually try out more of the things you talk about on your blog...although NOT the Guinness ice cream! EW!

I.like.this.alot.

It simply comes
and when it doesn't
I am sad.
Then I cast myself about,
harumph the world,
and try to work it up
from my socks
and if not then
I am even sadder.

xo
erin

It's always rather discouraging to me when I simply can't come up with ANYTHING. FAIL!

Often Liz, you do write something in the detail that brings it alive and makes it live for the reader, so don't despair the times when the words won't come. You are a BUSY woman!
Oh, and when you find out how the more consistent writers DO IT, please let me know, K?

I don't think there is any one method. I guess one just needs to try things out and find out which one works best, eh? :)

(Anonymous)

I totally relate. I'm trying to get back into writing so that I don't forget the now, and can only pull writing off (stilted, not quite me) when I have pictures to post too. Hopefully I'll warm back up soon.

Enjoying your gifments as inspiration though!!

julia@kolo

Maybe I should try taking some photos and posting them...though I don't think they'd be as nice as yours :)

(Anonymous)

Taking pics and posting them is great practice - it really changed the way I see photography now!

julia@kolo

Writing inspiration likes to sneak up on me behind and yell "Boo!"; I, in turn, drop whatever I'm doing and get it on paper. If I don't (or can't), the moment is gone, and the blog post goes into the "unfinished" folder for eternity, or the e-mail gets written one sentence at a time over the next seven weeks. It's not a good system, and I'm dutifully ashamed at my lack of discipline. However, consistency just isn't something I can manage with two little ones who need me in some capacity nearly every minute of the day. For this stage of life, at least, I'll take what I can get. (I like that little poem, by the way! So vaguely, perfectly accurate.)

I think I'm in another one of those stages. Feel like I can't catch my breath, much less find time to write!

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