Writer’s March

It can be a great thing to set goals for yourself in any area you want to improve in. Goals can give us direction and purpose, but also help us become more aware of our own needs.

I joined Writer’s March last night, and my resolution was to write at least 1 page a day for myself. It goes during the entire month of March, so you totally have time to join!

As stated on their goals page, I am a freelance writer, so I am writing all day, every day. I also write on the weekends and at night. One of the reasons I am a writer by profession is that I just very much enjoy writing.

However, I would also like to spend more time writing interesting posts for Looking For Pemberley. I also think that to continue being passionate about my writing, I need to write for myself.

Pretty! Maybe this can inspire your writing?!

What falls into my definition of writing for myself?

• journal entries
• short stories
• personal blogging
• writing for fun
• poetry
• cathartic writing

What does not count as writing for myself?

• professional e-mails
• e-mails of any kind, for that matter
• articles for clients
• comments on blog posts
• typing search terms into Google 😉
• letters of recommendation for former students
• anything written with the intention of selling, advertising, or distributing to mass audiences via social media or blogging

1 page a day might seem like a tiny goal, but for me it feels pretty challenging. I currently don’t write for myself most days, not even a few words. Hopefully my goal will help revitalize my personal writing life, and improve my writing in other areas, including Looking for Pemberley. I would love to write more often here, and to write posts that you enjoy.

If you haven’t heard of Writer’s March yet, check it out! The talented writers working on that site have great insights into the life of writers, professional, student writers, and casual writers.

All the best,

Miss E

Moby Dick Door

I have been posting pretty frequently this week, primarily because all of Seattle was shut down in what you may have heard termed the “Snowpocalypse.”

Yeah, it snowed for a while, and it was cute.

We actually had skiiers going down our hill because the city doesn’t have plows (or very many of them).  Also, trapped inside with what could only be equally dramatized as the absolute the worst cold of my life for the past week, I have gotten a lot more time to rest and be online.

When I was looking for pictures to post onto my blog background, I came across a fun picture that I wanted to share with other Literature Nerds out on the internet.

A few years ago, I painted this on my closet door, in devotion to one of my favorite novels:

Needless to say, it was an art project born of boredom and no regard for how much doors actually cost. However, I still quite enjoy it to this day whenever I visit my parents. Not sure they quite do, but I suppose it may have been better than some things you can put on a door.

The lower panel has a picture of Pip falling upside down in the multitudinous depths, and the door itself has quotes from the text all around the perimeters.

I believe one of my favorites is still the one I painted in the center underneath Ishmael who is floating on the coffin life-buoy.

“Dissect him how I may, I go but skin deep; I know him not, and never will…” Oh yeah!

Anyone want me to paint scenes from Literature on their doors for them?

Having a huge nerd moment,

Miss E