NaBloPoMo writing prompt for Friday, November 4, 2011: When you are writing, do you prefer to use a pen or a computer?
I do so much writing for work on the computer that taking a pen in hand to write on paper is like taking a deep breath of fresh air. Most of my creative writing endeavors begin with pen…in spiral-bound notebooks, pocket-sized Moleskines, the back of butcher-paper preschool artwork…and sometimes in a hand-made leather bound journal that my ex got for me up in the Northwest.
Jagged cut leather edges, thick beige hand-made paper pages, a stone button to wrap a leather tie around. I know my eyes were bugging out of my head when I first saw it, touched its soft warmth. I’d never wanted a journal so badly in my life. He saw how much I wanted it and bought it…one of the best gifts from him ever. And then I let it sit. I picked it up, opened it, admired the workmanship…and set it back on a shelf. I couldn’t bring myself to start pages, to make mistakes on them, to reveal my soul on paper that I wouldn’t recycle. Those pages would never go in a recycling bin. So beautiful and pristine…and empty.
Until Sept 11. I needed somewhere to pour my heart out, to mark down for future generations what I felt that day. And maybe I also realized that our time is so brief here, there is no guarantee of tomorrow…when would I be good-enough to start writing in those pages? And so I started. The entries run in fits and starts, spaced by weeks, months and even a year. But it accumulates–this record of living, hopes dashed, mistakes made, dreams forgotten and realized. And along the way, there are several other notebooks–not beautiful, but they serve a purpose. To keep writing…long-hand in pen…where most of that creative part of my brain finds solace.
It’s weird in a way that the only creative bits on computer are done on this blog. Sometimes I still must write in pen first and transfer it through a keyboard later. But my fingers will always find haven wrapped around the smooth form of pen that allows my soul to flow out.
Well, I haven’t written here in a spell, so I have joined forces with NaBloPoMo to kick my butt into gear The goal is to write every day this month. I’ve only just found out about it, so yes, I missed Nov. 1-3.