Every once in a while I feel compelled to make a little window into my writing world. Here’s a look at my yesterday. It includes an excerpt and an image from my writing journal.

April 7, 2009
Rain, damp.

Lovely sepia fountain pen ink arrived today. beautiful.
There’s something kind and wise in the way it goes down on the page. It tolerates me. It forgives. (A reward for my working things out in my head? For pulling myself up when it would have been easier to forget everything?)

I feel attached to the page again. Not in an unhealthy, greedy way, but more like the feeling of having my hand on a rudder. I can push away – all those questions rippling behind me in the wake.

This is one of my ways of getting the writing started for the day. I take a fortune cookie, crack it open, and let the message guide me in connecting to a character, event or idea. (Tip, you can buy fortune cookies in bulk at the bulk foods store.)

Yesterday’s fortune:
That special someone loves to see the light in your eyes.