The Right Write Rite

On

the cusp

of the moment, that second before pen touches paper

I think my heart is so full I can't possibly choose one word

out of the massed crowd with which to begin. So, ultimately, I begin by observing the occasion. The word of choice? 'On.'
Maybe I should try harder in the future.

In the morning my sentences come out backward at first and half of the words are misspelled. That's why I have Morning Pages, to get the waste and tangle of language that's built up overnight out of the way and away from the real writing I must do. Like a

test paper or scratch paper. Some ideas that escape the morning tangle are good, wholesome thoughts or plans. I highlight those and return to file them later. The benefits of Morning Pages multiply the longer I write about them.

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Thinking of nonfiction as a transaction rather than a statement or endeavor is a new idea to me. I may not learn to appreciate most nonfiction even with this understanding, but at least I can claim the understanding.
When I approach an event or place from an objective point of view, it becomes easier to handle. Injecting meaning to every blog post makes me tired. I don't like to sit down to write "something important." It's like aiming to earn a title for the sake of the title, then forgetting your own name after getting the title.

The title means nothing outside of itself. Yet I feel this is what writing nonfiction turns into, and the lifeless pomp wearies me. It bores me and it irritates me. Readers are not supposed to know I'm trying to do this or that, or make a grand point. They should just be aware that it happens. Language does not need to serve as my identity. My identity fills and enhances language.
(I'm jumping from point to point here. Hopefully it will be comprehensible when I return later to find the gems in all this mess.)