by Margie Senechal
I don't usually like journals because they're hard to write in. Their binding is tight and you can't tear out the page--easily or neatly--and since most of my first drafts are done by hand, that's an important feature.
For my birthday, my sister gave me this journal. And I'm carrying it in my purse for when ideas arrive. Like the Night Circus, they arrive without warning.
Last week, before work, I stopped at Starbucks to edit some pages while I had lunch. Seated at the table next to me was a man in his late twenties, early thirties. I noticed he seemed to be writing on paper (?!) in a beautiful, almost caligraphic print.
So, being the bold writer I've become, I asked him about it that was indeed his writing. And he said, "Yes, it's a letter." Again, (?!). "Well, it's gorgeous," I told him.
"My friends and I exchange letters," he explained to me further. "You have very lucky friends," I said just before leaving, wishing I had time to explore this more as I was super intrigued.
And once I got to my car, I pulled out my notebook and jotted down the experience. I don't know that it will go anywhere, but I love this explanation at the beginning of the book that tells what to do with an idea. And I'm going to nurture the idea about friends exchanging letters in a digital age and let it grow.
There are drawings throughout the book that are reminiscent of Maurice Sendak's work with headers like--silly ideas, brave ideas, crazy ideas...and those alone inspire the imagination.
And isn't that what writing is all about?
Have a great day and look for the magic of inspiration.