I first started journaling years ago because Julia Cameron told me to.
Not literally; I’ve never met or communicated with the renowned author and screenwriter personally.
However in her bestselling creative self-help book/program The Artist’s Way, which I completed in 2011, she advocates a practice of “morning pages”—three handwritten, stream-of-consciousness pages of journaling first thing every morning.
“New year, new you”, so the popular saying goes.
However negatively this mantra tends to be received, especially online, I am here for it because for me, I have a pretty good track record of making it work.
This past August, my family sold the house that I grew up in.
My dad had been living there, but passed away almost two years ago (it will be exactly two years at the start of December).
Lately, I’ve been thinking that a lot of people don’t seem to know how to comfort someone who’s feeling sad.
Part of this, I suspect, has to do with societal perceptions of sadness itself. It’s seen as a “negative” emotion—a state of mind meant to be avoided and eliminated as much as possible, by whatever means necessary.
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My name is Janna and I’m a writer of adult historical fiction living in Vancouver, BC on the west coast of Canada.
I am new to the #PitchWars community and have already had a great experience meeting other hopefuls online, learning how to write a synopsis(!), and getting my manuscript revised and ready for the main event in August(!!). Continue reading
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(Continued from Part 1)
I’ve previously blogged about the surplus of redheaded singer-songwriters in my music collection.
Specifically, the fact that, during three key periods of my life, one of my favourite recording artists—if not the favourite—was a woman with red hair.