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My Little Secret

Submitted to Photo Friday as inspired by the words 'My Little Secret.' So, potentially, I have a journaling problem. I'm not sure it qualifies as a secret to anyone that I write in my journal all the time, but the sheer volume of journals not quite used up (or fresh and awaiting entries) is rather embarrassing.
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May. 2nd, 2008 02:35 pm (UTC)
The (brown and black?) journal that is classically bound is gorgeous!

Very nice picture, n8an!

(Impressive collection o' journals there, too!)
May. 2nd, 2008 02:57 pm (UTC)
My father takes part in photo friday every week, so I followed the link from your post to see what his photo was this week (he's number four). To my surprise, it's a picture of my monkey taken while we were out visiting!

Thanks for your wonderful pic, and for sending me down the rabbit hole to see my baby!
May. 2nd, 2008 02:58 pm (UTC)
that last comment was me. I'm a doofus. (But I'm terribly sick with a cold, so maybe it can be forgiven.)
May. 2nd, 2008 04:33 pm (UTC)
Re: oops
I look at your father's photos every week! I don't have time to check out every photo contributed, but because his are usually among the first, and they are always good, I make a point to see them.
May. 2nd, 2008 07:35 pm (UTC)
Re: oops
Wow! Small world.

I'll let him know - he'll be thrilled!
May. 2nd, 2008 04:31 pm (UTC)
I love it that we had the same idea. I wanted to photograph all my journals. The problem is that they're stored in a bin in the deep recesses of my closet. There was no way I could pull that out--it's really heavy--so I took a flashlight, pulled off the top, and dug around until I could find the diary I used for my photo, which I think is the first of mine still in existence.

Questions: Do you go back and read yours? Do you write personal stuff, ideas for stories, stories themselves, poems, daily events in your life or the world, random thoughts, your feelings--inquiring minds want to know!
May. 3rd, 2008 02:10 am (UTC)
The sad part of the story is this: I had a diary from the time I was twelve years old until I was sixteen or so that I wrote in every single day. When my family and I began to implode, it was in their care, as they moved everything out, and I was on my own, and didn't notice a lot of my belongings were gone.

When I hit eighteen, and it all went all the way bad, and I realized I would soon have nowhere to live at all, and needed to put together a "what can I carry with me, and nothing else" package, the thought of them finding any of those diaries was too much, so... *sigh*... I torched 'em.

The happy part of the story is this: a lot of my more "diary" thoughts from about sixteen onward were digital, and I've found many of them.

The journals tend to be observations, story ideas, lines of dialog I absolutely have no idea if I'll ever use but need to write down (does that happen to you?), flashes, dreams, you name it. There's also doodles, silly story snippits (I once had a roommate who was constantly hounding me for snippits), flowcharts of story ideas, character ideas for role playing games, and much less clever stuff.

Now and then I sit down with a really determined look on my face, and cut or tear out all the pages upon which anything writing related has been written, and organize them into a filing system.

Livejournal really took over my daily notes to myself, rather that a physical book, and now and then I hyperventilate a little that I've not backed it up somehow. I should print the interesting entries (all four of them).

Even with all those journals, the random detritus papers I have scribbled all over is astounding in its volume. It drives mrpolyonymous batty.
May. 3rd, 2008 02:48 am (UTC)
Ohhhh, the torched it story makes me so sad. Then again, maybe it was freeing to symbolically let go of those years. I once destroyed a manuscript in anger and couldn't write again for several years. It's always iffy how those things will turn out.

I admire you for maintaining your journals now. I rarely put my thoughts and feelings on paper anymore. Everything goes into the fiction, even when the fiction isn't even remotely like my life.

But sometimes I miss that feeling of journaling. And since I never write poetry on a computer, it might be good for me to pick up a pen again. We'll see.
May. 3rd, 2008 08:55 am (UTC)
"... I torched 'em."

I can assure you that was a wise decision.
May. 3rd, 2008 12:51 am (UTC)
so when I see a really lovely or neat journal
and I think, "who can I get this for?"
I should send it to you?
May. 3rd, 2008 02:30 am (UTC)
I think my husband better not read that. ;)
May. 3rd, 2008 05:27 pm (UTC)
Maybe if the journal's cover was made of Lego blocks?
May. 3rd, 2008 09:51 pm (UTC)
This has merit.
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