Good morning, everyone.
We’re going to write 1000 words today, brilliantly, vibrantly, and with so much goddamn passion. Simply because it feels good to do it is reason enough.
Today, over here, I’m circling something I would love to write. It’s a brief scene meant to be set in a chapter that I actually wrote months ago. For some reason this week it just popped up that the chapter needed this one extra moment. I keep writing it and re-writing it in my head, but I haven’t actually typed it up yet. I can’t stop thinking about it, though. It’s such a short moment — I know it’ll be done in a flash. It feels nearly romantic to me, this scene, like a first kiss.
Mostly it’s just a little joke for me more than anything else. Someday when people read this scene will they even know how much it meant to me? But I smile when I think about it. And I’ll only get to write it that first time once. So I sit with it inside of me. A pure, intact idea, almost ready to bloom.
Writing the fun stuff, that’s a real gift. The scenes that make you laugh or shake your head or want to text it to a friend or read it out loud. It’s a really special moment, when you get to arrive at such a full and loving feeling about your work.
Today, I wish that for you. I want something that deeply entertains you or moves you or fulfills you to surface soon in your 1000 words. I know you have it inside of you already, just waiting to come out. It’s a question of flipping the light switch in the right room of your mind. A flicker, and there it is, just waiting for you to write it.
Good luck,
Jami
lost a few days on a sudden trip to care for aging parents -- on a good day I try to rep my generation/time in life as the filling in a cookie like an oreo instead of some kind of slippery deli meat. I'll try to get back to a bit of the stillness and find a glimmer to write up.
This morning I decided to pick the most shameful moment, something that happened forty years ago, no big deal really, and explore why it has stuck with me. It wasn't fun, but it was honest and revelatory and will help the larger story immensely. Thanks for the impetus to get ass in chair and fingers on the keyboard, writing early in the morning before anyone else is awake and having needs.