A New Journal. A New Journey.

Crackin' The WIP

Helping me out again with a guest blog…

By Lee Bradbury

“Writing is the only way I have to explain my own life to myself.” ― Pat Conroy, My Reading Life

I received a new journal the other day as a gift from my husband. It is large and substantial with a black leather cover and clean, crisp lined pages. It feels nice when I hold it. It feels like it could be “something.”

I haven’t written in it yet. The pages remain blank.

That is always where I struggle when I get a new journal. What should I write about first? What initial yet profound thought should I scribble in it to christen the empty pages?

I’ve written in a journal or diary my whole life. I have documented my thoughts, life’s small and not-so-small happenings, and jotted down untidy musings as well as compact reflections of my existence…

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