Dress Sizes

I dislike making lists.  I pride myself on my memory, and ability to unfold the recent events that might make up the numbered items on the twice-folded piece of paper shoved into the right pocket of a pair of blue jeans and referred to as needed.   It goes against my grain, and if I was to peel back the layers, I’m sure I’d find that the act of scribing notes to myself is associated  with mental weakness.  It’s not, of course, it’s a pride thing. I have amazing short-term recall, but it’s the older memories that blur between fact and fiction.
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I use my blog as a writer’s journal.   We writers are supposed to keep track of our thoughts and observations; the annotations in our journal are the fodder for our stories and missives.  If you adhere to the credo on writing, a writer should have at least one journal, but more is better because a writer’s thoughts are diverse, and having more than one allows the writer to catalog and keep track of those diverse thoughts.  Not able to grasp the concept of multiple journals I only kept one, but I ended up writing ‘Dear Diary’ entries, ‘ he loves me, he loves me not’ and  after the first month or so would leave my journal at the bottom on my bag collecting purse crumbs.   Determined to conquer journaling because of the innate benefits the writer yields from the daily practice I started quizzing other writers about their respective writing processes.
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