Wednesday’s Word is Iterate, Then Again


Iterate

(verb) to say or do again or again or again

– Merriam Webster online


A writer’s life. Wake up. Make coffee. Drink coffee. Check Email. Check Twitter. Respond to email. Start writing blog. Take break. Drink coffee. Check email. Check Twitter. Go back to writing blog.

Alone. Most of the time.

Get in car. Drive to coffee house. Friend arrives. Talk. About her looking for work. My blog. Her dysfunctional family. My dysfunctional family. Laugh. A lot. Get in car. Go home. Write.

Alone. Again.

Go to store. Buy butter, milk, bread, tortillas, beans, avocado, tomato. Go home. Write.

Alone. Again.

Sit at computer. Dog nudges. Needs walk. Stand up. Put on jacket. Walk outside in the sun. Even for a just few minutes it feels really good. Cold but warm. Go back inside. Take off jacket. Sit down. Dog goes to her bed. Sit at computer. Write.

Alone. Again.

Get in car. Go to library. Check out books that someone else wrote. In her house. Somewhere. A writer’s life. Alone. She writes. I read.

Alone. Again.

Tomorrow. Iterate.


Cheers,

Julia


p.s. What’s the pattern of your life? Do you ever feel like you’re in the movie Groundhog Day?

Comments

  1. You’ve described my ideal day (minus the coffee shop). I love being alone in the quiet with a set routine of things to do. I especially love not having to leave my house for anything. The solitude is helping me get a lot of writing done and it feeds my soul. :)

  2. I’m with you, most of the time I love the quiet, too. But sometimes I can’t take it anymore and need to get out and laugh with a friend!

  3. Cathy says:

    Lovely to discover you here Julia. This is a fabulous piece. There is a Bridget Jones feel to it that had me giggling and nodding my head. Nicely done. In fact I am still giggling at this: Cold but warm.

    My own day might go something like this:

    Wake up. Worry about bank balance. Try to stretch. Ignore own moans and groans. Light the wood-stove, hope it doesn’t smoke so all windows need to be opened. Make coffee. Nod to husband. Or hug him, depending. Check blog and She Writes. Check favorite blogs. Comment. Read the news. . Worry about Japan. Libya. The downtown eastside. Worry about bank balance, marriage, the way my bottom has started to drop since I turned 50. Do paid work. Wish there was more. Worry about bank balance. Plot and scheme new blog post. Write a line or a sentence or a paragraph or page of first draft to my novel-in-progress. Happy if page, cranky if not. Fantasize about moving to Italy, to an isolated Greek island, to the middle of no-where. Worry about bank balance. Check bank balance. Could be worse. Check news again. Forget Italy and Greek island and middle of no-where. Feel guilty I am not grateful enough…

  4. Thanks so much, Cathy! Wouldn’t it be fun for writers to be able to exchange lives now and again, just for a change of desk and thought scenery? Loved your day description, too! And it reminded me of all the worry and guilt I left off my list! :)

    So glad I found your blog, too!

  5. Liz says:

    Absolutely! Which is why I try not to examine the ins and outs of my life very much. Maybe once my kids are in school I’ll have more flexibility.

  6. I got a good chuckle out of your post, Julia. Only I live so dang far away from civilization that those trips to get bread, get coffee, etc. have to planned well in advance and lumped into one big trip. I had a hard time getting used to freelancing at first because of the solitude but now I’ve come to embrace it. It takes time, though, especially if you were a social butterfly like I was before going solo … The cats are great companions, but they don’t talk back, unfortunately. Well, they do… but I haven’t a clue what they’re saying.

  7. @Liz — Thanks so much for your comment! I loved those days with the kids at home, the days predictably structured around their schedules. No question that school days offer more flexibility and self-scheduling for us, but then less fun and games with the kids….
    thanks so much for dropping by!

    @Melissa — Glad you came by for a chuckle! It’s so funny, because like you, I usually love the solitude. But this winter? Yikes…too much snow, so cabin fever galore! And I’ve gotta agree, as much as I love my dog, the 4-legs are great to have around but less than conversational. :)

  8. My days vary a bit, but not much. My ideal day is to get up really early, run, and write until early afternoon. Then I like to take a break – go for a walk, to the grocery store, eat lunch, etc. Then start again, once I’ve gotten over the afternoon slump. It doesn’t always work out like that though!

  9. Aaaahhhh, that dreaded afternoon slump–it usually hits me about 3:30 and I have more coffee. So interesting what creatures of habit we all are! Thanks for dropping by, Jen!