Yeah, well....

So much for daily writing. I have been keeping a journal on paper, but it's a week-at-a-glance calendar and I'm keeping it just to track a few details of my day, not to write. Oh, well....

daily writing

Yeah, so Virginia Woolf kept a diary. Yeah, so I used to keep one. I have at several times in my life, although I don't know that I ever did it daily or with the same diligence and discipline of Ms. Woolf, but I do think it helped me in intangible ways when I was doing it. I don't have a decent place to do it in the house right now, and I want to do it more, so until I buy a new old school one with paper and stuff, I'm just going to make an effort to write here more regularly. Again. I've made this effort before. I've set myself goals, some of which are found in the history, and some which only I know. I haven't kept those goals. I'm still not the writer I fancy myself, not even casually and certainly not in any way that's useful or productive professionally. But I'll keep trying. It's stream of consciousness right now (in case that isn't obvious) and I sat down knowing I didn't have "enough" time to devote to it tonight, so it's going to be short and disjointed. Which is interesting. More interesting, maybe, than long and disjointed, but probably not as interesting as short and concise. Perhaps. Perhaps would've been a better word than maybe, but even though I went back to correct a typo right there, I resisted the urge to edit the word. And now I'm out of time for tonight. There you have it.