October 14, 2025
It’s referring to my Blue Quill (Ogden writers group) meeting the night before. I had read out loud to them the first three chapters of a book I was beginning to write. Silly enough, I never recorded what fiction project I was working on, so I don’t even know what book this was. But I enjoy reading about my writer friends’ responses and my fear of the whole thing.
I also enjoyed reading about “stoking the furnace.” Something I had forgotten I ever had to do.
Thursday, March 18, 1976
It looks like summer outside...
It’s beautiful.
Everyone loved my first three chapters last night. They had no real criticisms to offer-only lots of discussion & suggestions pertaining to the development of the story. Everyone said it was beautiful. I’m so scared of it. A book is such a huge project. If I knew exactly where it was going I wouldn’t be so worried. I just hope and pray with all my heart that I can do it.
Later Thursday night, 9:30.
I’m so tired, I just feel like I can’t move again tonight. But I still had to wash my face and stoke the furnace and I haven’t even got the kids in bed yet. I’ve been cleaning house all day. I love the look and feeling of a clean house. In fact when It’s done I feel a real pride in it. But before it’s done I dread it and while I’m doing it I hate it. I want to write, I want to write, I want to write!!!
I love being reminded of how much I have always wanted to write. Maybe I can find other goals in my old journals that I can share with you. We can see if I did as well with them!
previously posted journal entries
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