Just a jot…

I’ll just jot it down. My goals (well-planned, but I know WHO’S in charge ;-), grocery list, new words, things to remember, and other things. Why do I love the smell of paper? I’m obsessed with good pens (and Sharpies ;-). Post-it notes? Uh, yes, please. Buying a new notebook makes me smile (how many notebooks does one person need?). Oh yes, the trees! I love them and so I’ve made my mark digitally, too. But still, I’ll still just jot it down.

“A writer who waits for idea conditions under which to work will die without putting a word on paper.”

E.B. White

“I can shake off everything as I write; my sorrows disappear, my courage is reborn”

Anne Frank

Have faith, my friends. 🤍


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30 thoughts on “Just a jot…

  1. atimetoshare.me

    The new notebook reminds me of the many filled notebooks I have in my desk. Some are from various meetings, classes and personal thoughts, along with people I’ve seen or know. Someday, I’m going to have to revisit them and see if there’s anything valuable in any one of them. Praying for tomorro.

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  2. I just reverted to doing some daily writing with paper and pen/pencil! I have lots of blank journals and notebooks! I tend to tear out 4 pages of a fancy journal for every one that passes perfectionist self-regulations… my drafts are like a treasure map scrawled by a mad scientist: follow the squiggles and arrows, etc. My soul has definitely missed the connection though. I enjoy my pretty cursive, but it is not my muse’s go-to, lol.

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    1. I thought you could relate, Laura! I can’t even count the number of notebooks and journals I’ve had~many gone too. I love the description of your “treasure maps”! My doodles and scribbles are interesting? 🤦🏼‍♀️ for many reasons gripping a pen and writing is therapy. My hand does tire down though! I’m in good journaling company ❤️🤗.

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  3. Your poem reminded me of a poem written by a high school student decades ago. I stumbled upon it in an obscure journal somewhere. It had been published, which made my smile.

    Tank
    “Gotta write a poem.
    Gotta write it about a tank.
    Gotta make it rhyme.
    Clank.
    There.”

    Never met the kid, but he will always be one of my favorite authors.

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    1. This made me smile, too. It reminds me of past students who could come up with the best~even when they didn’t think they could. Honest, raw, real,…and published! Perfect! Thank you for sharing. 😊

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  4. I know of this love you speak for all things school-supplied. A package of new pencils freshly sharpened and collage lined paper. I must admit I use to have a stack of unused notebooks, but I have been diligent with the journal these past 10+ years and now the pile is nearly used up. I know none of it has been for naught because all that “jotting down” has formed me into the person I am today. And praise be, it is of one filled with gratitude (despite the occasional heartbreak) for a life truly blessed by Him. Hugs to you for the opportunity to give thanks for the simply pleasure of jotting down those thoughts (or two.)

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    1. Dawn, thank you for sharing such beautiful thoughts my friend. I’m so happy that life, through happy and sad times, has “filled” your pages and spilled over to us! Blessings and hugs! ❣️🥰❤️🤗

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