February 16, 2008

Blogs are not simply 'journals on line.'

I literally had to wipe the dust off my journal this week. Some might say I've been neglecting it in favor of this blog. But those 'some' would be wrong - the content is different.



At the gym I read an article in the New Yorker about diaries. There were excerpts from Arthur Schlesinger, Jr. (urbane), Ronald Reagan (boring), and Andy Warhol (heh). Then I went to the front porch at Scott's house to think about the silly and uncontrollable melange my life has become. And to write something longhand. With a pen. (And take pictures of the steam rising from my Earl Grey - can you see it? It's on the right side, above the glass.)

Then I went downstairs to paint my journal gold.

4 comments:

Mama Drama Jenny, the Bloggess said...

I can't remember the last time I "journaled".

How sad.

Valerie said...

Hmm... I haven't written in a journal for a long time as well. I'm sure it's affected my mental health a bit :)

I bought a composition notebook at Walgreens today. We'll see how it goes.

Cindy said...

My daughter had tons of journals--all over the house! She pastes pictures, draw, writes a little. Some day I'll gather them all up and stick them in a box.

I just can't do the long-hand thing any more. I can type at a speed that roughly matches my thoughts, but any attempt to do that in writing results in a real mess.

But you're right: they're different. Good for you for tackling both.

Woman with a Hatchet said...

I only journal the garden in longhand, now. One online self-indulgent navel-gazing blog is enough for me!

If I were really good, I'd still be doing a longhand version of all the stuff I can't blog about. But I'm not really good....