I'm writing in my head as I go about my day. I bet you do this too?
Right before writing this, I was penciling these exact words on a folded legal size sheet of scratch paper that I found tucked in my "to-read" folder . I was writing in my head. Again. Yet this time, I wrote it all out.
From the car, into the coffee shop...writing. Standing in line, waiting my turn...thinking in writing. Maybe it was more like flowing words or in-my-voice and in-my-head-writing.
Here's what I was thinking:
I was writing about my physical body as an outer shell with plentiful story. There is much to share; like how my facial expressions say more than I want. How my insecure body movements reveal so much or how my messy hair gives away it's secret about not being washed this morning.
An abrupt pause in my writing-flow enters as my favorite barista greets me with a cheek to cheek smile and glistening eyes. He takes my coffee order.
"The usual", I say in mid-thought. In mid-flow of this thinking writing.
I think this is what writers are made of. Naming experience as it unfolds. Reading (in their head) the story they are writing or the idea they've shape-shifted into to help bring the characters to light. Bringing through the imaginative scenes that will form a book or a blog post for that matter.
Writers are also made of this: I'm thinking...
Blotchy ink, mesmerizing tales, real life experiences, painful periods of writers block, inspired words, chatter, eavesdropping, research, good mystery solving, inner critics that are extremely loud, bravery, openness, willingness, intensity, vulnerability, late nights, caffeine, wanna-be periods, failures, rejection, regrets, fears, dreams, spaciness, cut-out images sprawled out on vision boards, podcasts on "how to write", lined or unlined journals, napkins with penned ideas, blank pages, distraction, sloppy writing, unwashed hair, doubt and resilience.
Most of the time, writers are thinking in writing. Especially at first when a story is being drawn to them, like gravity and a loudness that cries to be born on paper.
I admire these brave souls. Putting themselves on the line, naked for the sake of story, to breathe, to live and experience life.
Thinking-Writing is the same. Getting it on paper, or computer screen is a radical creative expression. I'm thinking, we should write and share more. Let's show them what we're made of. Let's be writers of our own.
Welcome to my Virtual Journal. Here you will find #fieldnotes of a Medial Woman. I write unabashedly imperfect, mostly short, even one-line word play. I share story. I share- first, my process. I view my life-living as a grand experiment and I am taking notes, mapping a trail with moments, stories and synchronicities.
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