The day of commitment

“Ahem.” He paused in the act of closing his journal and looked about. “Down here.” He opened the book back up and saw the empty page. “That’s right.” “What’s right?” he asked. “Fill me.” and now he saw the page was speaking to him. “I had nothing to write.” “Then write nothing.” “I did. AndContinue reading “The day of commitment”

Home stretch of a good morning’s journaling

Here I am, slightly more than an hour after I sat down, starting on a 10th page of this Moleskine after so many days where I barely scratched out a sentence if I even picked up the pen. How do I recapture this level of productivity day to day? Could it all be as simpleContinue reading “Home stretch of a good morning’s journaling”