This is a post on journaling. Girls starts very young to write in journals. It's part of the initiation of becoming a teenager. Usually your mother or an aunt will give you your first diary that you can lock with a key. In it, you write what you consider your most secret thoughts. I kept…
When I find a new character I do an interview with them. Asking for their intentions, beliefs and desires. Then, when I built the story around them, I question their motives. I use coloured pens. 🙂 Doing that allows me to find new ideas and get clear on the plot has I go along. I…
This could be a post stuck in a loop. Let me explain. During the month, I read again some of my old notebooks, I found fun stuff, good ideas, uninteresting ones and some motivational speech to myself. It's cyclic. Once in a while, I talk to myself, telling me to be in action. I have…
No it's not a post about tattoos. Even if I would like to talk about it. I couldn't talk about notebooks without talking about pens and ink. In my last writer's retreat, we had this absolutely fabulous conversation about pens. You know, the pen that writes smoothly on the page, easy to grip and makes…
I do a lot of automatic writing in my notebooks. Just writing without a beginning or an end. Nothing conceptual, just the flow of words. Sometimes, I grab something in the flow. An ambiance, a setting, a flavour, an environment, or someone suddenly showing up and telling his story. It's not "journaling", even though some…
Wait For my heart to beat again Laugh For all your beauty and light Make my heart stop again Ambrozya Napowrimo day 6
On the edge of the cliff Legs shaking My mind empty Taking in the loneliness Of the vast land Beneath me One step forward And forgetfulness Will be my only desire One step closer The shadow of the night Will lurk behind I stay still On the edge of the cliff Gazing inward Where…
A to Z challenge day 4 Theme: Notebooks Like I mentioned yesterday in my post C - Collages, younger I wanted to become an artist. I painted and draw a lot. I would spend the evening writing and half the night drawing. I stopped about 20 years ago. I didn't notice it at first. The kids,…
Tears Joy Sadness Compassion Anger Laughter Loss Surrender Empathy My heart melts In so many ways But Tears It is just water running down my face Ambrozya Napowrimo day 4
A to Z blog challenge:Â day 2 Theme: Notebooks The image sells it right away. You should beware of any notebook that makes it difficult in the middle to write all the way down perfectly. I remember when I was a teenager, I would rip pages appart because my handwriting was shitty. The notebooks that have…
Happy Hour with Pablo and Lolaz 