Patterns of writing

My thought process for writing at work is usually direct and to the point with enough detail that I will remember the situation if I go back and read the entry later. I hope it does not sound like reading the instruction manual that comes with a new appliance but for my work that is what is needed. I need to list the persons involved, specifically how they are involved, actions and conclusions. Extra detail may indicate attitude or preferences that should not be involved in the case file. If I am writing in my journal at home I add colorful language, unnecessary details and very blunt and biased opinions. Sometimes I go back and read them journal and I think, damn I was really mad that day or no wonder I broke up with that jerk. When I want to escape reality I read a a fictitious little romance novel with a happy ending.

Happy Thansgiving to All :)

 

I took the test Crystal posted on her blog. No surprise to me I scored 12 on left and 4 on right. I don’t know how to pull from my creative side except perhaps in writing. I don’t naturally write with a flow, it takes a lot of re-writing before I feel done with it. I love excel. Not only can I make lists but I can sort and re-sort them. I make a lot of decisions at work but I like to find the evidence or at least a reference to back it up. I have no artistic musical talent. I am an awkward dancer and would prefer to never dance unless it is slow (and with a man). I want to have more fun but I seem to gravitate toward being the organizer not the performer. The above picture is Tolowa Nation's Indian Day celebration a year or so ago. I was in on the planning, slicing and dicing food then stay for clean up. Then I could not wait for the next meeting so we could evaluate how it went and what we could change for the next year. I am very much the "worker bee" and not the singer or dancer.

 

Week 10- the blog is back

I'm just checking this out. I have had difficulties posting blogs, but it seems like you have set it up for easy access. Thanks Jamie!

Silence

Week 6....time is flying by. I added this picture just to practice but this is one from the Tsunami damage in the Crescent City Harbor. 

This picture has our Battery Point Lighthouse in the background. I live about three blocks from the lighthouse, and I have much of my life. I go to the lighthouse for my quiet time. I love the sounds of the seagulls and the fog horn; it is still silence to me. No person bothering me, no television or the neighbor's obnoxious barking dog - just my silence. My Mother's ashes were spread near the lighthouse; this was one of her favorite places too. It's amazing to me what comes to mind when I don't have "stuff" being shoved at me. There is so much  unnecessary talking. I don't want to seem anti-social; I just need a mental break every now and then. I can sit here and think about how many times my Grandfather must have come in and out of that harbor. He had a commercial fishing boat until he passed. I've never been out in the ocean (in a boat). I think the fear would be screaming at my silence. I think about how two days before the tsunami these boat owners had no idea how much their lives were about to change. I don't suppose this is unusual but when I was a child I did not like the silence but now I seek it.