You are supposed go into action as soon as you wake up – as soon as you open your eyes I fear – three pages, of handwritten notes. It is supposed to clear your mind and then set you up for the day. Something like that anyway. I’m not particularly good at it because I never do the writing while I’m actually still in bed but get up first, let the dog and the cat out, feed the cat, feed the dog and put the kettle on…then I start the morning pages. You write anything/everything that comes into your head. (stream of consciousness writing) It doesn’t have to make sense (a bit like this blog post really). I’m telling you all this because I’ve been doing it for less than a week and I think it’s good! It clears the mind of rubbish before starting the day properly, so, even if you’re not a writer it’s a good thing to do.
A few issues have come up:
1. It makes my wrist and elbow ache when I write by hand.
2. I think I write less than others because my writing is big and untidy.
3. It made me think about handwriting and letters and how sad it is that we don’t do it anymore.
Another author/writer/blogger, Sophie Duffy is transcribing a number of letters written by her great grandmother Mabs (see here) and it is fascinating reading, I love them. I can’t imagine anyone wanting to reproduce my emails, text messages or Facebook status in 120 years time.
I wonder how many people today find the time to handwrite a letter and send it in the mail. I’m sure plenty produce something for a special occasion; a birth, bereavement, marriage etc., and then often it’s only a card with a short note. Even postcards are sent less and less…so I believe, although I was left about eight of those in July to post on for some people who’d been on holiday here…I hope they arrived.
Confession here…..I’ve stopped going to the gym!! My friends said that I would and I hate to have proved them right. The problem was twofold. First my knee and my elbow both had massive attacks of bursitis and when I stopped going to the gym they miraculously recovered. Secondly, the summer came and it was just too awful going to the gym and being inside. So much better to be outside and go for a walk everyday. Sadly, I don’t manage that too often – particularly as the Italian weather has been a little…shall I say changeable…? Positively wintry at times over last weekend.
I’m hoping it will be a great deal better next week as I’m expecting two special visitors from New York! La nonna è molto felice ed emozionato. (Granny is very happy and excited) I have begun a little collection of toys…not nearly enough I know – still have a couple of days to shop.
Off to write my first letter now. Who will be the lucky (unlucky) recipient?