My
husband and I attended Lifest again this past weekend.
I see
that when I was there two years ago, I wrote long-winded - I mean - detailed
blog posts about the various speakers and performers I witnessed there. I
looked back over my notes, scribbled into my little pocket-size notebook, and
noticed that I had actually taken NOTES while attending the different seminars.
Taking NOTES? When I don't have to? I don't know what possessed me two years
ago, but this year? Well, to be honest, I didn't even take my notebook.
I know,
how does someone who claims to be a writer, forget to take her notebook? Ok, I
had scrap paper, which worked very well, and my laptop to catch up on things
each evening. And the laptop idea didn’t work out so well, but I won’t go there
now.
So with
all of this bad preparation, did I get anything out of Lifest this year? Oh, of
course. Maybe I didn’t take notes and document every minute of the three days,
but maybe it is about more than that. Maybe it is more about being in the
moment. What’s meant to stick with me, will, without writing it down.
Sounds
deep, but makes the whole aspect of being a writer a little less appealing.
Huh.
Chad Moses - “Guilt
is feeling bad about something you did; shame is feeling bad about who you
are.”
Tiffany Thompson - “It’s going to be ok in the end; if it’s not ok, it’s not the end.”
Troy Murphy - “It’s
not seeing is believing; it’s believing in seeing.”
Ok, so I did write some stuff down. What can I say?
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