I have more notebooks than any ‘normal’ person needs or wants. No, I’m not a collector but I usually don’t remember to stick one in my purse to jot notes on, should the need arise. Unfortunately, that need arises on a fairly regular basis, hence the stockpile in my office.
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That’s okay though. I love notebooks – and index cards, and sticky notes, and pretty much anything I can jot something down on when I absolutely don’t want to forget it. I even bought a box of envelopes at a party store once because they didn’t have notebooks and I needed to write a scene down. Immediately. By the way, party store = convenience store, if you don’t live in Michigan.
Anyway, it’s not unusual when I do remember, to grab what I think is a new one from the cupboard, only to find I’ve written notes about one story or another. Just a few pages but whatever it was I needed to write down justified buying yet another notebook.
Since my daughter almost always calls dibs on driving – which is totally okay with me because it allows me to read, write, take notes, or just gaze off into the distance and let my mind wander – I let her have the wheel again for today’s errands. And I DID remember to grab a notebook because I needed to do some plotting and scheduling. So I tucked one into the pocket of my purse and off we went.
This notebook wasn’t new either. In fact, it’s been in the stack since 2012. How do I know this? Because I was writing both His Only Love and A Hero For Holly. Yup. It was chock full of notes for both stories. And I got so distracted reading them all, I totally forgot why I grabbed it in the first place! I still don’t recall what it was I thought I needed to write down.
Such is the life of a writer. A million thoughts running through my head, easily distracted … and left to wonder the rest of the night what I wanted to take notes for. 🙂
Do you have a closet full of something you didn’t actually mean to collect? But like me, you forget to bring it with you so you wind up buying ‘it’ nearly every time you leave the house? Let me know in the comments below.
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