Write That Down
October 26, 2010
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As a budding blogger I’ve learned a few things recently:
- I don’t do enough crosswords – My vocabulary has fallen horrendously over the years that I have spent doing other things;
- Ideas for writing are EVERYWHERE – Just by paying a little more attention, there are infinite sources of inspiration;
- It certainly pays to have a notepad and pen on hand at all times – I don’t even need to substantiate this one.
Now I have no plan to become a best-seller. I can write reasonably about silly topics and I have been known to put together a half-decent short story in my time. I’ve always enjoyed word smithing and story crafting; it’s a creative art that I think I have a mildly successful connection with. Visual arts and I, on the other hand, don’t really agree. I expect it’s just because of the way my mind works.
Today more than any other I was reminded that I am still an extreme novice in the writing arena. It has happened many times before but today, with this little blog pottering around and doing its thing, I felt an ironic stab in my heart as this situation unfolded. A friend of mine made a comment during a very random conversation that sparked inspiration in my mind. It would have been a great blog post and I got quite excited about it.
Knowing that I had the rest of the day ahead of me though, I thought that I should write it down to make sure I captured the awesomeness that was that random-comment-come-blog-topic. I searched my desk rapidly as I felt the words already fading in my immediate memory and after finding nothing I decided that I would remember them. It would be ok, I’ve done this before. Repeating the comment to myself three or four times should have surely locked it safely away as a recollection to be drawn out at my leisure. Alas, the day and my memory conspired against me and my memory of that hilarious comment was neatly overwritten at a later stage by a floor plan of our office. <SARCASM>Woot.</SARCASM>
I summarily decided that for the sake of my creativity, continued blogging “success” and in fact just as a means to make my life perhaps a little more interesting (read “kooky”) I should invest in some kind of notebook that I could carry on my person at all times, to record such incidents of interest and inspiration. I settled on the notebook for a couple of reasons:
- JD has already cornered the tape recorder market;
- As JD has so rightly pointed out, there is the inherent danger of heartbreak in ownership of a parrot.
And so for me it will be the notebook option. I think it might also add a much needed air of sophistication or curious warmth (failing that, eccentricity – I don’t mind that possibility at all) to my seemingly cold and detached demeanour. As I stride off into the sunset, notebook and pen in hand and filled with courageous determination to note down all the random oddities and interesting occurrences that I come across I leave you with the following words of wisdom from a great inspirer – Van Wilder:
Write that down.