Bits

Writing is like anything else you need to practice and keep practicing the craft. I equate it to sawing off a log with a hand saw. You have to keep going until you run out of steam, rest for a bit then get back at it. I’ve been keeping a journal for many years. On occasion I would fill it with songs, poems and stories along the way.  Mostly I used it to work through stuff that was going on in my life.  Grab some coffee, my smokes, a spiral bound notebook and a pen then go to town. Sometimes I would fill 5 to 6 pages before I put the pen down. The time spent was really helpful at different points along my path.  Thinking on paper I suppose you could call it.

Now I am at a point in my life where things are good, very good and I find that I want to use those writing muscles in a different way.  I use little exercises to keep the creative juices flowing and I find myself collecting things and ideas here and there. I collect things like a phrase that becomes a thread in an old sweater that keeps unraveling as you pull it or an unusual name for a street or a person, a chance glimpse that brings to mind a connection to something old relating to something new. I find myself looking forward to being home to write after work at night. I do have some time in the morning so I take advantage of that too. Every little bit is another little bit and those bits come together bit by bit.  And so I continue to practice and collect bits.