Happy New Year. It has been a strange one but I hope this cheers you up a bit. January can be the best month of the year because The January Challenge lifts the spirit!
We have curated a creative challenge per day. There are tens of thousands of participants right now.
Todays challenge (Monday) was to write an internal weather forecast.
— Ruth Jackson (@JacksonRuth_) January 4, 2021
And on Sunday the challenge was to find love out of materials and things.
— Lesley (@Sphynxthinker) January 3, 2021
Experience the wave of creativity every day. Join in! #64millionartists #Thejanuarychallenge.
— jane emery (@janeemery1) January 3, 2021
On a less creative note I keep records. I have two diaries; patchy commentary circa 1981 & 1983 and since 1985 I have yearly records of press, letters poems manuscripts, play scripts.This is a glimpse…..
And this is the baggage I am throwing away. How much clutter do we keep? Now all I need is a shredder.
Happy New Year. Sorry if this blog is a bit boring. I write in lieu of family for the record. So I tell myself. But I am getting to a point in life where friends are losing theirs. I have begrudged them their families from very early on in my life. I am mistaken in doing so. I watched them leave school and travel away from their families. And then return. I watched them marry and saw their families gather. I watched them create children and reflect on their parents. I watched some of them divorce and re-marry. And now I watch them lose their loved ones. Sometimes it feels I’ve lived life back to front. Denying that I can’t miss what I never had. We move forward don’t we. Regardless. And COVID reminds that what I do with what I have is what matters. Memory collates regardless. We shred memories. We hold on to some.