Writing Triggers

(Day Seven)

I realized today that the "last day of vacation" blurb I copied into my post in "November" had already been mentioned on the blog -- I actually took that blurb and finished it in a post back in August. It's pretty bad when you repeat yourself on your own blog. I almost did it again tonight when I started to write about how as a kid I was afraid of the house catching fire, a topic I covered back in July.

Some topics or milestones in your life bear repeating in your writing -- I know I'll come back to certain memories again and again, drawn to them because they confuse me or hurt me or make me feel something large. F. Scott Fitzgerald wrote about wealthy, entitled, spoiled blonds many times before he got to Daisy Buchanan. It's a kind of therapy to write about an issue multiple times -- to circle it and catch it at different angles -- until you feel you understand it enough to let it go.

I feel like I'm getting something out of these little daily blog posts, but I'd like to translate this momentum into larger projects. That means I need to start writing earlier than 11pm so I can go a blog post to something more substantial. I've got a couple ideas percolating.

Here's two things I did today:

Strawberry crepes for breakfast.


The Big Cheese at Jungle Jim's in Cincinnati.