Once upon a time, there was a notebook. She was a black Moleskin lined notebook with a pocket in the back that could hold ephemera, a ruler, and stickers, an attached bookmark ribbon for keeping her writer's spot, and a matching elastic closure. The pages were heavy so the ink wouldn't bleed or ghost through to the other pages.
The perfect notebook for a notebooker wannabe.
Sadly, this notebook sat empty for months and months because the writer was afraid. Afraid of making mistakes. Afraid of not having anything to write, and afraid that what she did write wouldn't be perfect.
These fears, which are common among many writers, are detrimental to the writing process, so she decided to join a group of other notebookers (386 to be exact) to challenge herself to write for 100 days. Yes, 100 days! The notebook was a little skeptical because the writer had never been committed to
any notebook. Why should this be any different?
But the writer is doing it! She has written for over 50 days! Yes, she missed few days here and there, but showing up to the page has become a habit.
Now, this writer is trying to decide what to do with all these entries. Some of them are snippets of her day, rants, all kinds of lists, ideas she has tried out for the first time, poems, quotes from books, and her thinking about books she has read. She knows there are stories hidden within the pages and tucked in among the words. She is ready to do the work she asks of her students:
to mine the pages and look for the golden nuggets, to find the stories, and to share them with her writing friends and maybe even a stranger.
She is ready to join the Slice of Life Community for the 7th year. And I can't wait to read her stories!