So, I did it. Did you?
I got a notebook and went to the park and watched people and wrote stuff about them, mostly about their dogs.
Then, I meandered into some solipsistic, pseudo-introspective writing that was even more random than freewriting in the park.
And then I started working on a new story.
As a goal-oriented person, I suppose I couldn't help it. But it was a good exercise, and it was also fun. It reminded me of The Artist's Way's morning pages, which I also neglect to do most of the time.
Published on August 04, 2009 16:10