Writing at 2 AM

Write for an hour, every morning? Most near a year back or so, I started using my own version of a bullet journal, but it’s not a real Bullet Journal, just a short notebook with simple goals. Occasionally, notes, or quotes, like a quick jot from The Two Noble Kinsmen.

A few weeks into this near two-month lockdown, I started to lose my way.

What eventually brought me back, besides an ingrained habit of writing every morning? Finally getting around to setting simple goals, like I usually do, in that journal.

But this isn’t new, I write about it, been doing this a long time.

Variants of my daily weblog are 21 years — or older. The weekly horoscope hits 25 years this summer, and the regular production of a Horoscopic Material, loosely titled “Fishing Guide to the Stars,” available online since 1993? Its roots are deeper, and a private group on social media messaged me (I hate being thusly messaged, FYI) about a reunion from AZ days, so that’s more than 30 years.

Reminded me of the original broadsheet “zine” version of horoscopes, around 1987. The first copy isn’t dated — I have to go by which student barrio I was in at the time.

This lockdown produces some strange results.

Writing at 2 AM

As a cursory event, I was diligently avoiding responsibilities, and I stumbled across an image on the — who knows? Someplace. However, it made sense. I wondered about planets, houses, and associations with signs for many years, and I’ve toyed with meaning, and then, a simple panic-pandemic image solved it all. Toying with the image in my own way, I recreated it in that “not a bullet journal” I use.

The simple diagram sewed up the ideas, the concepts and the way the signs — and their associated planets — cohabit in an astrology chart. That’s what this is about, sticking together our collectively ripped fabric of reality.

Writing at 2 AM

As noted before, I’ve been at this for a while. The horoscopes are still “under construction,” and therefore, moving forward — as planned.

Most days, I get a respectable volume of text wrestled to the page. Then again, there are other days, and I remember reading one author’s understanding, he had several best-seller books out, very funny writer, and he claimed that he thought it was a good day if he managed to get 200 words committed to the page.

My goal is based upon another novelist’s urging of “Four typed, manuscript pages per day. Until the pages are done? Nothing else.”

Depends on the day, and depends on the situations, and under the suggested “Shelter in Places” decree?

I found myself going back to the idea of the simple set of goals, like “Update the site’s Terms of Service” as a daily target, simple, measurable, realistic, and time-bound problems I can fix.

That, and, of course, writing a thousand words every morning.

Write every day. Quoted from the masters elsewhere?

“I can’t not write.”

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