My Journey to Become a Writer 04/16/2024 Post #107

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My heart seems like a metaphor for my schedule.

It is struggling to maintain a regular beat.

I long for rhythms in life.



It happens for a little while; but then comes a pause. Failure of strength.

So it is for my heart, stopping, as if to catch its breath, then breathlessly encouraging itself, “Keep beating.”

It begins again; but only for a little bit before another break comes.

Is heartbreak what causes a heart to take breaks? I’m not sure; but it seems like that could be the case.

What Did I Accomplish Today to Be a Writer?

I did things; but am too tired to tell them.

I’m typing with one hand, leaning my head upon the other, so I think I’ll cut myself some slack and keep this short.

It’s ironic that typing this way – one finger at a time – taking turns among five digits – feels like a rhythm I’ve been grasping for.

I did Day 107 of the 100 Words a Day Writing Challenge 2024 through L.A. Writers’ Lab.  

I was planning to talk about this:

My Office Management Strategy to Cut Down on Distractions as a Writer

but will just wait on it for another day, because my head is tired, and my couch is calling.

Thanks for reading what I’m writing,

Jody Susan

It’s kind of ironic that in my “99 days ago” lookback, I’m linking up to another day when I couldn’t stay awake. Today I had to take a nap in the Walmart parking lot before I could gather the strength to go in. I’ve been recovering strength; but probably overdid it.

I did lay on the couch and listen to part of Joan Didion’s “The Year of Magical Thinking” about grief from the perspective of a writer.


I'm not sure what to say here: I once got second place in a dog-look-alike-contest? I know how to fold a fitted sheet? I'm pretty much a poster child for social backwardness - at least as far as social media is concerned; but I have some stories I think I'm supposed to share and am attempting to do that here, in this space.

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