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March 2015



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TGR, Gutenberg, Rubric

Eat dessert first

I enjoyed the article by one of my favorite commentators in the Times (Seattle) today. Nicole Brodeur wrote about her Dry January. It seemed like a good time to take a look back over the first month of the year and see how those first of the year commitments have gone. Mine were not as notable as Nicole's commitment to have a dry January with no drinking, but I have to say that I feel like I've returned to a gentler self by not calling people names or swearing at them all the time. Though I haven't used the word Mesopotamia all that much, simply stumbling over it has caused me to reconsider my choice of words.

Not calling people names (like "Idiot") was severely tested this morning when I read in the paper that a young woman had fought off an attacker at 1:30 in the morning Saturday in Fremont. She suffered a concussion and abrasions. But what inspired her to go jogging, alone, at 1:00 in the morning? Don't get me wrong. NO ONE deserves to be attacked and molested. I don't believe in the concept of "asking for it." But I also think that the exercise of common sense should be a responsibility of every person. I'm sorry to say that as much as I want to live in a fantasy world where I am always safe--no matter what time and what neighborhood I'm in--that's not the reality of our times. We should make it our reality, but we can't act assuming that it is.

Okay, end rant. The real commitment that I made was to spend time writing whatever was on my mind each day. I've victimized my Live Journal, Twitter, and Facebook friends by keeping that commitment. All except one day when I was so wrapped up in accounting that I couldn't write anything else. I can't say that I've written anything in the 16,790 words that I've posted in January that is profound or that merits readership. What I can say, though, is that it has helped me focus on other tasks.

I've always felt that living intefered with writing. Silly, I know. But I went through uncountable days waiting for November when I could make writing my priority and not the thing that I had to sneak around to do. By making an hour commitment each day to writing whatever I want to, I can go through the rest of the day able to focus on other tasks (like accounting and taxes and what I "have" to write) knowing that I got to do what I love to do today. I feel almost like it is my way of eating dessert first. I can stuff the rest of my day with responsibility and trivia and know that I won't be cheating myself out of my dessert.

So if you have read, thank you. Writers all want to be read. But more than that, we want to write. And this has worked well for January, so I'm going to try it in February, too.


The writing whatever was on my mind each day makes me think of Julia Cameron's type of journaling; that whatever our art (writing or other), getting those daily pages out clears our mind for focusing on what we want/need to focus on.

The Nicole Brodeur story was quite interesting. I've never been any kind of drinker so I read it because I couldn't figure out how January could be dry in Seattle! DUH! Oh, well. Now I know.