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One-Minute Writing

One of the blogs I've started following recently is called "The One-Minute Writer."  Basically every day they give you a writing prompt and then you click on the little stopwatch on their website and write for one minute.  I subscribed to the blog thinking I'd like to work on my writing more but haven't actually done any of the prompts yet.  Today, I'm breaking the cycle and writing. 

Today's Prompt: "Reflect on how your life has changed since March 5, 2004"

Here goes:

04.  Can't remember where I was exactly besides in Boston.  Working at the Kennedy School.  Hadn't met Paul yet, almost though.  One year later we'd be together.  So I must have been single, dating, looking for "The one".  Thought I'd found him before but was wrong.  Thankfully wrong. 


Wow- I'm a slow writer I guess!  Didn't get much done in one minute! 

When I was a kid I went to nerd camp.  Johns Hopkins has this program called the Center for Talented Youth.  You take the SATs in 6th grade and then if you score high enough on either section you can go to nerd camp at various colleges and take classes.  I did well in verbal and went to camp at Dickinson (ended up back there for college!) and took writing classes.  Writing 1.  Writing 2B: Writing and Society.  Fiction.  Did a TON of writing, and reading, and talking.  Almost every day we had to do some stream-of-consciousness writing, where you put your pen on the page and just keep writing and writing whatever comes into your head.  Haven't done that in a long time.

In highschool I did a fair amount of creative writing.  We had a campus literary magazine that I was part of that was published twice a year.  At our meetings people would read the submissions out loud, not saying who wrote them, and then we'd talk about what we liked/disliked about the piece and vote on whether it should go into the magazine or not.  It was a great way to get some constructive criticism on your work in an anonymous way.  I had several things published over the years. 

In college I lost track of my fondness for creative writing.  As a history major and English minor I had a ton of papers to write.  I stuck to that and stopped writing for fun, didn't really start again until I started blogging. 

Now I'm starting to dip my toes back into the writing pool- it feels good to get thoughts out onto paper (ok not really onto paper!) and I find myself wanting to write more and more lately... Maybe one of these days I'll dive into the deep end of fiction writing again!


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