Bonnie Schroeder is the author of
Mending Dreams as well as published short fiction
. Find out more about Bonnie at her
website.
ANOTHER KIND OF JOURNALISM
I came of age in the 1960’s, the era of Hippies and
anti-war protests, the Summer of Love and psychedelia. Dropped out of college
to marry an art student. Lived in a loft in Downtown Los Angeles before it
became the fashionable Arts District.
A lot of good writing material there—if only I’d taken
better notes.
I didn’t start keeping a journal, however, until 1974.
Here’s the first entry, from January of that year, scribbled in a
blue-vinyl-covered spiral-bound notebook: “This journal was a gift from John,
who will soon be my ex-husband.”
I didn’t consciously craft that sentence as a story
opening; it just came out that way, from my brain to my fingers to the pen on
the page. And at least I was able to write authentically about the ups and
downs of a no-fault divorce in California.
I’ve become a devoted journal-writer since then and have
lost track of the number of notebooks I’ve filled. It’s become a need, a way to preserve and (maybe) make
sense of what goes on in my life.
Those lost years in the 60’s? I can research in
libraries and online until the cows come home, but it won’t reveal what I
personally was thinking and feeling and experiencing in those days. My journal
is a repository for all life’s oddball experiences, good and bad, beautiful and
ugly—all waiting to spring to life again.
But journal-writing has another, even more valuable
application: it’s great writing practice.
For years I worried that I wasn’t doing my journal
writing the “right way,” not filling pages with long, elaborate, lyrical
descriptions and all that. Then I realized, that’s not necessarily what it’s
all about. Journaling is simply practice in putting words on the page and
building up those writing muscles.
Whether you intend to or not, once you keep a journal, you
do start to notice the world around you more carefully as you strive to record
and interpret your experiences, in as much interesting detail as possible. The
challenge presents itself without your even trying.
And remember this: nobody’s
looking (unless you want them to) so you free yourself to experiment with
phrasing and structure, to invent whatever and whoever you want, to create
fiction as well as re-create fact.
There are a ton of how-to books on journaling out there.
I have two favorites that are especially relevant to me. When I’m feeling stuck
or just need a break from my current project, I sometimes turn to them to
jump-start my writing in unexpected directions.
As
for all those notebooks stashed away in my garage? I finally wised up and
started keeping my journals on the computer, using MS Word (and a password protected file.) This has
several advantages: my handwriting is horrid (the only D I ever got in school
was in penmanship), I don’t have to make room in the file cabinet for yet
another notebook, and the entries are searchable in case I want to look
something up quickly. I confess, however, that sometimes only the scratch of
the pen on paper will quell the writing itch, so I succumb and then in my OCD
fashion retype the entry into the digital file “for future reference.”
I didn’t
invent
journaling, of course. A lot of writers, better and more well-known than I
(hello,
Anaïs Nin) have even published their journals. Some have written novels in journal
format (one of my personal favorites is Doris Lessing’s
The Golden Notebook.) It seems a fairly common trait among
writers, this deep-rooted urge to put words on paper, to capture and describe
(or invent) their experiences, even if/when their words aren’t meant to be read
by anyone else.
So let me ask: do YOU keep a journal? Does it add value
to your writing life? If you haven’t been journaling, did this post make you
want to consider it?