I do like writing, its like thinking, but more time consuming. I like thinking too, quicker than talking and no worry of people not listening, although they do all too often respond incorrectly to my thoughts. This has lead to at least consider talking may be a valid exercises from time to time. So at the half way point in this 31 days of writing 500 words a day I can see how this would be a good job for me, the real question for me is would it be good for others. I pretty much talk to my friends and family like I write, for better or worse. Generally I think we all say for better. It must be said that there are some members of the family who can only hear so many of my words each day, depending on their mood. My children and mother can still listen to me non stop, but my kids are very young and my mother very old (with all due respect)… Once you get past 80-85, age should be something to proud of, its like completing your 100th marathon.. No need to run around waving it in peoples faces but don’t feel bad when people mention it. I have never run a marathon. I did a walk-a-thon when I was 12. 30 miles, great fun, raised money for breast cancer research or something like that. And I have been to maybe 100 Dead shows, which is a sort of marathon. Anyways, I can see writing as something I can do and love and might even be capable of improving my skill with practice. Based on my test market (my friends and family) using my test medium (oral production) my raw material, (Thoughts as talk)has a positive effect and therefore value. This process could be a good test for translation to a medium which larger number people could experience, as my time is limited. However this was not meant to be a blog or public material. The goal of the exercises is really just writing and flexing the writing muscle or muscles depending on how you define it/them. I like what it does to my head, possibly less so to my wrist and fingers. But no sacrifice is to great for art and country!
One point I have noticed and others may have too, is my tendency to jump around or digress as the big boys call it. I also like to toss around rather odd metaphors, You can only imagine how hard it was to use the word metaphor rather than use one of my standard crazy images, such as an ostrich with his head in a hole, or a little boy picking his nose. It seems I couldn’t resist. So maybe just straight text will not be my best medium. Maybe memes with a photo graphic element will work better for me. I do enjoy the colorful side of things, probably an untoward effect of the Dead shows. I remember a phase where I was writing thoughts on ceramic vases and platters I turned and then glazed with fun colors. Sadly in some ways the whole money culture has stifled all this. Or maybe it has/will push me to refine and improve my output. Time will tell, which is part of why I am intrigued enough to make the move from talk to write. Will others find it worthwhile or not?