Beginning the Bullet Journal

And so it begins!

These are the prettiest pages that I have made so far, and they make me so entirely happy. I do believe that building up this kind of aesthetic is going to help me keep up the momentum of regularly planning. I’m also loving how hands-on the process of creating my own journal is. It’s more time consuming than I thought it was going to be, but it’s so worth it.

For how excited I was about the idea of starting my journal, I was also feeling pretty intimidated. I explored Pinterest to get ideas for making the prettiest and most useful journal for myself, but the site also overwhelmed me with so many different template ideas, and kinds of things to track on a monthly/weekly basis. It took a bit of time for me to pick and choose what I wanted, and where I was going to put it. The thing I keep reminding myself is that if I don’t like the way that I’ve set things up this time, I can simply change it next week/month.

And just when I finally got done setting up my bullet journal, my YouTube watch later playlist jumped to this video from Giovanna Fletcher about her obsession with to-do lists. Amazing timing, YouTube! I had saved this video a while ago, and if I had watched it at the time when I saved it, I don’t think that I would have shared that excitement with her, but now I have come to see the beauty of the to-do list thanks to bullet journaling.

 

Bullet Journaling

Several months ago, a YouTube who I follow, Dodie Clark, posted a video about bullet journaling. She didn’t really say too much about it because she had only just started herself at the time, but what she did show of her journal really intrigued me. I liked the idea, but immediately brushed it off as something that I would ever do, because “I don’t use planners.” Well, I had tried to use an agenda several times in the past, but wasn’t able to continue them. I never gave much thought to the aesthetic of my agendas, and usually just used whatever was most readily available and cheapest. In elementary school, we were given and made to use agendas, and in high school we were able to purchase agendas from the school office. I never had any emotional attachment to these books, because I made no choice in buying specifically them, and didn’t care when I forgot about them in the bottom of my locker. During the summer, I worked at a print shop where I was hired for the “agenda team”, a.k.a., I was part of a group of high school and university students who made agendas for elementary and high schools (including my high school). When I was in university and felt the urge to try organizing with an agenda again, I just made myself an agenda at work. Once again, the agenda was left forgotten at the bottom of my backpack.

After Dodie’s video, I started seeing mentions of bullet journals popping up everywhere. One day I decided to do some more research on bullet journaling, and just fell very much in love with the idea. Two of the things that really attracted me to this style of planning was how flexible it was, and how pretty it could be. Still though, I felt that I wouldn’t actually start one myself. I’ve had so many abandoned projects over the years that I have become very hesitant when thinking about starting something new because I don’t want to have another abandoned or failed project added to that list.

I’ve been trying to leave the idea alone, but no matter how I try, I keep on drifting back to looking at bullet journaling ideas and examples. I think my subconscious is trying to tell me something, and maybe I should take heed and listen.

So now I’ve done it. I have ordered myself a dotted Moleskin journal off of Amazon, and am preparing a list of all the things that I want to include in my journal. I’m feeling pretty much as excited about beginning this as I am about my new creative writing blog.

Can the Fed-Ex guy just show up already?

 

 

 

Feeling Reorganized

Creating a new blog for exclusively my creative writing blog has been the best idea. I am so totally in love with my new blog, especially now that I’ve figured out what I want it to look like, and feel like. At first I thought that it would simply be the place where I post any new work, but then I decided to use it as an online portfolio of my work, which means that it’ll be a collection of all of my (good) work since I began writing.  It’s been quite the process looking through all of my old poetry and stories and deciding what I want to share, but I think I’ve figured that out now. Right now I’m in the middle of uploading everything to the blog in order of when I wrote it all, and then once that’s done I’ll be able to just post whatever is new as I write it. Changing my mind about the content on the blog has made the placement of my first couple posts a little bit interesting, since they are much more recent work and *should* be at the top once I finish this process, but, oh well. I’m not going to delete them at this point. Another thought I’ve had in the middle of uploading everything is that I should perhaps be putting up my poetry and short stories together in the order that I wrote them… So far I’ve just been putting up poetry… Meh, it’s all going up within a week ideally, so it doesn’t really make a difference in the long run. What matters to me is that everything is in order in the category pages (except for the first couple posts, but I’m going going to delete those posts). So far I’ve been posting my poems about five or six at a time, just so that I don’t completely spam my followers with my work.

I’ve also cleaned up this blog a little bit, removing the “categories” from the sidebar since they don’t really apply to what I want this blog to be anymore. Removing that widget made me feel a whole lot better about moving into the future with this blog, because I can hide its messy past from plain sight.

I’m feeling really excited for my blogging future, much more than I’ve ever felt in the past. I feel like I finally have the clarity and purpose that I’ve been searching for the entire time that I’ve been blogging on this blog, and it feels sooo good.

 

My New Blog

If any of you lovely followers want to continue to see my creative writing, this is the new blog where I’m going to posting all of my work: https://elderberrytea.wordpress.com/ 

Pop over and give me a subscription if you like.

 

Rambles and Writings

So I opened up WordPress after what has apparently been nine months. They’ve changed some of the formatting on the site. I don’t know if these changes are recent or not, I’ve been gone that long.

So, in my last post I said that I’d be writing updates about my writing each month. Yeah, that didn’t happen. Haha. Oops. Well, about my writing: I’ve worked on one specific novel a bunch, wrote several poems, and… that’s been it. I still have yet to make my miraculous turnaround into writing lots regularly. I begin to wonder if that’s even a realistic expectation for me, considering how long I’ve wanted to bump up my writing quantity.

So, I’ve been feeling really conflicted lately. I’ve been thinking about beginning a brand new blog and abandoning this one. I feel like I always drop this blog for so long because I’ve done it so many times in the past. It just feels so… messy. But then I worry that the new blog I start will become abandoned the same way. Also, I have an emotional connection to this blog. Its messiness is personal to me, and I love it for what it is: a record of the past me.

Actually, I have an idea. I’ll keep this blog and start a new one. My new blog will be dedicated to my writing only. I’ll only post stories, poems, or experimental fragments of stories on that blog, and everything else that I want to write about can go on this blog. Updates about how well writing’s been going, thoughts about education, and other random rambles will go on this blog.

This blog started as a one sided rambly conversation with the internet, and then I started posting writing on it, and that was the beginning of me feeling confused about what this blog should be. I began to want it to be a place for my writing, but then all of my old random posts felt so out of place, and I felt the need to categorize everything. Now, I’m returning to it simply being a rambly conversation spoken out into the unknown, and I shall ignore categorizing it into little boxes. I shall not worry about posting regularly, just when I feel like it. Since this is a personal blog for just me once again, I feel like I’m allowed to do that. I don’t care how many followers I have anymore, because this is just me talking to myself publicly. Listen in if you wish, and enjoy my thoughts as they come tumbling out.

Whew, I feel much better now, having decided that. And actually, I’ve gotten super excited about this blog again. I used to feel limited with what I *should* be posting on here, because I wanted it to feel a certain way. But no more! I shall write about anything, maybe even everything! Let the randomness ensue!

 

Happy New Year!

Welcome, 2016!

It is the time of year when most people become reflective, look back on the past, and look ahead to the future, and I am no different.

This past year has been a pretty good year. I graduated from one program and began another one, moving ahead with my life and fulfilling a long term goal, which felt great. I have many great moments with friends and family that I will enjoy looking back at for years to come. It perhaps wasn’t the most glamourous year, but it was one of my years, which is enough to make it special to me. I have very few regrets looking back on the year. It’s one that I wouldn’t mind reliving.

Writing wise, I wish I could have accomplished more in the past year. One of my goals for this year was to have the rough draft of my novel finished, and I had hoped to have gotten into the habit of writing every day. I didn’t accomplish either of those things, but I don’t think that I had really expected that I would when I wrote them down as goals. They were more things that I hoped would happen. At the same time, I can’t say that I did horribly this year either. I did get a significant ways forward on my novel, mostly thanks to NaNoWriMo, and the friend I showed my story to who pushed me to continue writing it so that she could read more of it. When I think about how much progress I’ve made with my writing, I need to keep in mind that I have a fairly busy life that keeps me from having the time to write, and that leaves me feeling tired even when I do have some time.

Moving forward, I’m going to make myself some goals, which will hopefully be achievable.

1. Have, or be very close to, completing the rough draft of my novel. I think that this should be achievable, if I put my mind to it. If I am aware of moments when I do have time to write, and actually use that time wisely instead of wasting it on the internet, and I should be able to finish the rough draft.
2. Do some narrative writing outside of my novel. This could be some other projects such as other novels, a novella, a short story, or even some snippets of writing that just are, even if they don’t get finished. I just need to do some free writing where I can be creative, and just practice getting words down on the page. I can turn to this kind of writing when I’m feeling stuck with my novel.
3. Do at least one session of narrative writing a week. I’d love to make this a daily goal, but realistically, I wouldn’t be able to stick to it, even if I wanted to. Even once a week would be an improvement from my current patterns of doing nothing for a long period, writing madly for a while, then fizzling out to writing nothing for another long period. I want to build up some consistency in my writing patterns, so that hopefully I find it easier to get the words out on paper.
4. Write at least one poem per week. I feel as though I have really been neglecting the poet in me, and I’m not happy about that. My poems don’t have to be long or great, just enough to help get my creativity flowing so that I find myself naturally grabbing my notebook to write down something new. I also want to get into slam poetry, so I want to write and perform on video maybe one slam poem a month? I’ll have to see how the slam poetry goes to see if that’s a realistic goal or not.
5. Post a writing update to this blog at least once per month. I’m thinking about making an update at the turn of the month, since that should be a time that I should be able to remember.
6. Post a book review at least once per month. I also really need to get back into the swing of reading, and not procrastinating when I have time to spend on it. Not only do I want to read, but I want to make use of the analytical skills I gained from my English BA, and think about the books that I’m reading at a bit of a deeper level.

I want 2016 to be the year where I finally push myself to what I know that I am capable of. I want to end the year with things that I can show others, to be able to do more than say that I’m writing, but to actually be able to show that I’m a writer. This will be the year I finally stop… er, let’s be realistic… greatly decrease my procrastination.

 

Nerves and Insomnia

[I had saved this post as a draft, and forgot to post it, which is why it’s two and a half weeks late]

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This week I began to teach in front of my class, stepping up into more responsibility than just walking around the classroom and supporting students. I felt totally ready to do this Monday night morning. My lessons were planned, my associate teacher had looked them over and advised the small tweaks that would make the lessons flow better and help the students better, and all of my materials for the lesson were ready to go. I was well prepared, and I didn’t feel any nervousness about doing the lesson when I left the school Friday afternoon.
I tried to remind myself of how prepared I was at 3:30 a.m. on Sunday night when I was experiencing insomnia. I was so confused that night as I lay there in the darkness, my thoughts continually circling the lessons I would be teaching. I was prepared. I wasn’t nervous! So why couldn’t I sleep?
Monday morning I told my associate teacher about my insomnia, and he asked me if I was feeling nervous. Automatically, and truthfully, I replied that I wasn’t. I told him about how I had actually fallen asleep with no problem earlier that night, but had been woken by two animals fighting outside, right under my window. It was after this that I had been unable to fall asleep.
Later that day, after I had taught the first of my two lessons, my associate teacher and I were discussing what I had done well and what I should change for next time. During this conversation, he mentioned that it was totally normal for student teachers to be nervous their first times in front of a classroom. “Whether or not you want to admit it, I’m sure that was why you had insomnia last night,” he told me.
When I reflected on this conversation, I thought about nervousness. I think that there is conscious nervousness, which I didn’t have, but there is also unconscious nervousness, which I must admit I must have had. I guess we’re so used to feeling nervous often enough, that most of us learn to tuck this nervousness away without realising it or confronting it.