Writing

I know I haven't updated this in a while, I've just been strangely busy. Well, not busy in the running around working way, but in a mental way I suppose. I've been reading this book called Writing Down The Bones by Natalie Goldberg. I've been madly taking notes and trying all her exercises and it's beautiful! I really enjoy writing. I've always enjoyed writing, but I guess over the last few years I've gotten stuck on my creative writing side. I've been stuck in a way too logical school-like manner. I think it's really sad that that's happened. I never realized it myself, until I read this book. What I mean is, it's really simple. Like asking a question, and you think you have to give a perfectly developed long answer after thinking for twenty minutes, but really all you can do when writing for yourself is give a 'because the sky is blue. Because horses lay oranges. Because mum said so. Because I'm stupid'. School brain washes you out of answering like that when writing. And hoenstly, it's sad. At first, I found it really difficult to find answers that simple because I haven't written like that for so long. But it's really refreshing. I have to say, if you have any interest in writing- a diary, journal, anything that requires pen and paper, I'd totally recommend this book to read. It's not that long, I could've read it in a day if I had 2 hours back to back. It's wonderful and clear. It's simple, no stupid why questions. It's fantastic. Totally awakening.

Nothing else, I suppose has been happening. But that's what I've done today. I went for a long walk on Nose Hill- it ended up being long because I was writing while walking which meant lots of stumbling like a drunkard. But it was very good and refreshing. When you just write, it's amazing what pops out of your belly, liver, pancreas, intestines and toe nails. Just whatever comes out goes on the paper. My hand couldn't move fast enough. Super cool experience!