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Only 299 more of these posts to go until the end of the year.
Today is one of the first days I’ve felt like, “Oh crud, I haven’t written that yet.”
This journal isn’t the only thing I haven’t gotten done.
I’ve been sort of “down for the count” the last few days; but in some ways that grounding has been pretty productive as far as gaining a better perspective.
What Did I Accomplish Today to Be a Writer?
I did Day 67 of the 100 Words a Day Writing Challenge 2024 through LA Writer’s Lab.
Today I went to a medical appointment with a provider I’ve never seen before. Within a few minutes of meeting the nurse, we figured out that when she was young she used to babysit for my cousins and would steal cigarettes from my aunt (who was quite a character). Then the nurse practitioner came in, and in the course of our conversation, we realized my cousin had built her house.
After my appointment, I walked by the front desk and bumped into another “step-door-neighbor-in-law” who happened to be there. We started talking about the baby chicks at the local home store and how once upon a time he’d accidentally upset a little girl shopping there. Apparently someone had said, “Aren’t these cute?” and he’d responded off-handedly, “They look like chicken nuggets to me.”
I cracked up. It was funny; but apparently, he wound up having to apologize to the distraught little girls parents. He hadn’t realized anyone had overheard him; but she had.
I suggested they ought to sell Chick-fil-a sauce on the shelves near the chickens. I’m sure I’ll get some love and some hate for that idea.
Anyway, that’s kind of a tangent; but those stories, and others I happened across today are part of the reason I love this place and want so badly to write about it. There is an inter-connectedness where it usually only takes a few minutes and some form of curiosity to find common ground in some form.
In other news, the book I’m listening to addressed an up-and-coming issue that fascinated me and made me laugh out loud: People with Botox treatments are having big challenges expressing empathy, because they have a harder time making facial expressions that mirror whoever is sharing a struggle with them.
I would love to do some sort of sociology study on that; but will have to save that for someone else to accomplish, because I still have a book to finish. Until then –
Thanks for reading what I’m writing,
Jody Susan
I was thinking about this some today:
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