| Because I don’t really have crazymakers or poisonous playments (outside of myself at least) this week was centered around doing things. I wrote several poems and had the courage to actually post on on my blog. I started an art journal and spent a couple of hours at dollar stores, just browsing around. There was definitely movement in my creative life this week!
One exercise I didn’t do (I did most of them) was Ten Tiny Changes (#8). The fact that I kept skipping over that exercise must mean I really need to do it (as well as the follow-ups, 9 & 10).
Morning pages are definitely a part of life now. I do them first thing – right after putting in my contacts and getting a cup of coffee, although the coffee is generally cold by the time I’m done. I try not to stop writing until all three pages are done. I write what ever comes to mind. One day it was a character sketch for NaNoWriMo that had apparently been simmering in my brain. On Thursday I wrote out, in detail, a dream I had, which was very strange because as I wrote the dream seemed to return. Other days the page is just filled with random flying thoughts, completely disconnected.
My morning pages are written on the cheapest copier paper I can buy at Office Depot. I like paper with no lines and when I’m done I staple them together. Or, rather, since I ran out of staples and am too lazy to find the box I know is around here somewhere, I’ve been folding over the top left edge a couple times to keep the pages together. Then I file them away.