People I’ve seen lately keep asking why I haven’t been posting to Jeri’s Brain Dump. There’s no particular reason except for the fact that I’m somewhat unfocused when it comes to all of the creative things I want to accomplish in my life. I work 40 hours a week at a job that can at times be pretty mentally taxing so when I get home I just want to walk on the beach with my man and the dogs, make dinner and watch a movie.
The fact is, we have now watched all of the movies. So I thought maybe it’s time to read a book. Our girl gave me a book to read months ago, and I haven’t even opened it. She keeps threatening to take it back, and I keep promising her I’ll start it.
I miss creative Jeri and am board with SEO Jeri. There’s not much the average bear understands when I talk about my job. In fact my husband cringes when I start explaining to people what I do, so I only indulge them when they are truely and in his opinion oddly curious. Not his cup tea, obviously.
I miss singing, playing the piano, and doing this…(writing). I was writing my brain dump just for me during COVID. There weren’t many people to talk to so like everyone else I penned, typed and recorded my words and pushed them out into the void hoping they would touch someone. I needed to get all of the racing thoughts out of my head so I could sleep at night and if there was an opportunity to get out of the house I definately wrote about it. We weren’t sure how long those quiet still days would last.
The thought of people actually reading my stories and finding them entertaining never really occurred to me, in spite of the analytics showing that my words were touching readers in Ireland, Italy, China, India, America, New Zealand, Australia, and beyond.
So I have devised a plan to create daily. I will sing for 30 minutes, write for 30 minutes and play the piano for (yeah you guessed it) 30 minutes, daily! Oh, and I will read for 30 minutes. This is not a new year’s resolution this is a promise to my creative self. A way to drive me to use my mind and gifts before they are gone. Let’s face it I am NOT getting any younger. I am freakin old and getting older by the minute.
The book I started in COVID is a quarter of the way done and I need to finish it!!! My father in law said, “why do you feel like you need to tell people your story?” and I said, “why does anyone need to tell there story? It might enlighten someone. All of the crazy things that have occurred on my life might help someone make sense of theirs.”
I have no idea how I’m going to piece together all of the random chapters I’ve written or how I will make sense of my life in the hundreds of notes I have jotted down but if Britney Spears can do It I’m sure I can! I’m sure the “woman in me” is just as organised and strategic as the woman in her.
And that is my first creative 30 minutes for today. Watch this space.
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