I have too many notebooks to count. Some are filled in
their entirety. Others have a page or two with jotted notes. Some have pages
torn from their spine.
When it comes to notebooks, I am only consistent in my
addiction to acquiring them. They are tchotchkes: quaint items on a shelf I admire
from afar. When I make notes for works-in-progress, I most often do so at the
keyboard. I admire the art of handwriting, but I revel in the speed of my
fingers on keys.
I’m always interested in twists and tricks to help my
creative process, so for 2014 I am setting a goal. Not a resolution, but a goal
that should be within my reach.
I’ve selected a spiral-bound hardcover notebook that I have
deemed The Couch Book. I will place this notebook in my usual comfort corner,
where I end the day resting up, sipping coffee, and watching mindless
television with my spouse. While I have an awful time trying to read
(meaningfully) whilst the television is on, I have found it possible for me to
make little notes: grocery lists, to-do lists, random bursts of phrasing that
may prove useful in a wip.
My goal for the year is to use The Couch Book on a daily
basis, with no set goal of time or line length, to write something other than
lists. I’m curious to see what ideas come out of committing to writing in a
notebook for one year. My hunch is that without direction, without intent, and
without those rules we so often impose on our creative writing time, I may see
some organic growth in the idea department.
This is nothing new. Lovely, well-versed, and
well-published authors claim so often how the journaling process works wonders
for them. It is not my intent to journal, but it is my intent to see what
happens when you take a pen and notebook out of the working, must-be-creating mindset and into the
comfort of the couch.
I keep many journals around me but use them as journaling not for writing--I like your idea! I might try it myself!
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