I was browsing through the travel writing books on my Kindle before our trip and came across this title: Globejotting: How to Write Extraordinary Travel Journals (and still have time to enjoy your trip) (2011) by Dave Fox. The term Globejotting has a nice ring to it and is visual in an active way. I downloaded a sample, and when I reached the end, I went ahead and purchased it for $5.95. As I flipped through the e-book, I saw that it was published by Inkwater Press in Portland. What a coincidence!
Dave Fox has a humorous writing style. He's informative and shares from some of his own journals. I’m not through the book yet; I’m taking it slow. I like his concept of Speed Journaling, which is free writing with a fresh spin. It helps to have fresh ways of looking at familiar concepts and that’s what I like about this book so far. I feel that I haven’t done as much free writing as I’d like lately. I think this book will give me a boost and I noticed that I put Speed Journaling into action during my trip, which was great. As I was reading thorough some of my journal entries, I was glad that I had written down so many details to bring a moment to life again. And because I was writing so fast, I had trouble reading some of my words; that only affirms how much in the moment I was, rather than thinking too much.
What’s great about this book—and what I’m looking forward to—is reigniting my free writing space. That happens best in my notebooks. It’s too easy to hit delete and backspace and reread what I’ve written on the computer screen. I’ve been able to freewrite on the computer; it’s not quite the same, though it does work for me sometimes.
I’ve touched on this before on a blog or two. Something that I still struggle with is how I feel about sifting through my journals and finding something that I want to post, but because I wrote it in the past, whether it’s a few weeks or years, I feel that because it’s not in present time, I waver on weather I should post it or not.
When I sift through my past journals, I am sometimes in awe when I come across an entry where I can tell I was right there without my internal editor and the thoughts pour out unhindered. I was able to enter the free writing space and that’s what I miss. It still happens and I am able to take certain things and flesh them out. But still, I suppose I will have to come to accept that’s it’s quite all right to rework what I’ve already written or post it as it was. I have done this before. It’s just that there are times when I hesitate, when I question it. On the other hand, this is partially what journals are for; for venting our thoughts; for bearing our souls; for sharing, and at times, not sharing. Journals are the stuff that we are made of and the observations, anguish, joy that we feel. It is all of these things and more. And this is where the mind gets in the way and I’m glad to write it here because I am saying to myself, to my rattling mind, I see you and I’ve had enough of you and why don’t you get out of my way! Don’t be afraid to write everything you are feeling. And some days, there will be nothing—utter blankness—and usually, eventually, something will flourish out of nothing.
I’ve been carrying a quote with me since the moment I read it from A Birthday Book: A Keepbook of Dates to Remember. I saw the book in a consignment shop about three weeks past. The quote is the main reason I bought the book. There are other quotes too. The quote has since fizzled away, but when I read Michael Seidel’s blog “Weeding” the quote sprung up into my consciousness again. http://redroom.com/member/michael-seidel/blog/weeding
The first quote is the one that hooked me, the second a perfect accompaniment.
“And what is a weed? A plant whose virtues have not yet been discovered.”
From Fortune of the Republic by Ralph Waldo Emerson
“A weed is no more than a flower in disguise.”
From A Fable for Critics by James Russell Lowell
I feel at home amongst the weeds and wildflowers.