Thoughts on Journal-Keeping
Hard to believe Christmas is only a week away.
I've hardly gotten a chance to think about it. We haven't gotten the chance to do as many Christmas activities as we usually might, because of my leg. It all feels a a little disorienting; like a dream.
I've been thinking about the types of journals I want to keep in the new year. There's more than one type of writing I do in any given day, and the different types necessitate different spaces. That's likely why I struggle, even after these 20 years of journal-keeping, to find a single, comfortable fit.
Maybe it's counterproductive to squeeze all my writing into on vessel. I see myself needing basically two types of surfaces: a big lined place for things like morning pages, where I can capture stream-of-conscious style thoughts and other long forms of writing quickly, and a sturdier blank page--a smaller one--for capturing quotes and doodles and drawings.
With the log book I recently bought on Austin Kleon's recommendation, that would require keeping three journals at any given time. I'd only ever take two with me The logbook would stay on the night stand. And neither journal would be very heavy. I could get by with a single-subject Mead and a Moleskine sketchbook. Maybe I'll give those a try.
I finally finished reading David Copperfield the other day. I'm up to 59 books this year--about half the number I used to read before I had children, but still a respectable amount. This evening I looked through my Goodreads list and highlighted the best of the bunch for my annual "Best Books" blog post (see 2015 and 2016). It turns out I read quite a few good books this year.
Now I'm onto The Great Spring: Writing: Zen and This Zigzag Life by Natalie Goldberg. I love her crystal-clear writing and her moments of mindfulness. Then again, I love nearly everything Goldberg writes.