Confessions · Pondering

On Time: How It’s Going

In Which Our Heroine Reflects On Modern Times And Her Attempts To Manage

Time is a strange thing. Lately, it feels particularly illusory – like it’s gone in a flash. At the same time, I feel as though I have nowhere near enough time to do the things I want to do. This is mainly because, when I sit down to do the things I want to do, I keep getting interrupted by either the things I have to do or the Existential Unease that seems to be a side effect of simply existing in the world today.

For me, a lot of that Existential Unease comes from feeling a lack of control. I don’t feel like I can plan things like meetings or even time to myself, because emergencies and cancellations seem continuous. My focus is dogged by constant reminders of the uncertainty of life. I feel like I never know what’s going to happen next, and that bothers me (to put it extremely mildly). It also makes it very difficult for me to manage my time and my goals.

It’s important to acknowledge all of that. Doing so allows me to look at what’s not working so that I can adjust and do something that does work. I also need to acknowledge that I can’t control other people’s behavior or the laws of time and space. However, I can control how I handle my own life and set boundaries for myself around my time. The whole point of time management is to make it so that I can get through the ‘have tos’ efficiently so I can spend time on the ‘want tos.’

I also need to give myself a break. Sometimes, things don’t work out the way I planned them. Looking at the circumstances surrounding that will help me do better next time – or just let it go if it turns out there was no way I could have controlled or foreseen the outcome. That’s all part of figuring out what works and what doesn’t.

An excellent practical example of this for me is this Blog. I had every intention of posting an entry at least once a month. I plugged that task into Habitica and started organizing ideas. I have a System (more on that in another entry) that has worked well for me for my Bullet Journal, though I’d never used it to organize a writing project before. Every month I missed, I got upset with myself. I would sit down to write and obsess about creating a Real Blog Entry that would be witty and informative (or, at least, witty). And then I’d freeze up, close the document, and go do something else, and the Entry would remain a disjointed bunch of unpublished snippets.

And honestly, I’ve realized that’s just plain silly.

This Blog is never going to be perfect, but it can get better. And the only way that’s going to happen is if I practice. So, I’ve given up on thinking of each Blog Entry as a polished, finished thing. I’ve started thinking of them as Published Practice instead. And in order to practice, I need to devote more time to that practice. And that’s not going to happen unless I carve out actual blocks in my schedule for it. I have to develop a regular habit of writing.

And how am I going to manage that, when I don’t have a regular schedule and never know when I’m going to be interrupted? I need to do some analysis of my current System and habits and have a look at my calendar. I need to come up with a Plan. And I know I’m going to need some help – both from actual people and from my handy-dandy electronic devices.

I’ll let you know how that goes next time, Dear Reader.

Keep well until then!

Introductions · Mailings · Pondering

Joining The Alliance

In Which Our Heroine Receives Her First Assignment

Guess what came in the mail today?

My first Pen Pal Assignment from the Letter Writers Alliance!

I am rather excited. Her address is in New York, not far from where I visited in April. I can’t wait to start writing–but how do I introduce myself? Should I send a resume’? A biography? A list of interests? A drawing of a cat? I know nothing of her, and she knows nothing of me. What would create the best first impression? Is there an etiquette manual about this?

Perhaps I should simply hope to impress her with my penmanship. Perhaps I am overthinking this, as usual.

In other news, Mailing #4 is winging its way to a friend in need!

My friend is going through a tough time–I hope that receiving this in the mail will bring a smile to her face.

Time to write!

Pondering

Post on the Post

In Which Our Heroine Ponders The Etiquette Of Letters–Perhaps Too Extensively

As I prepared for my Pen Pal Assignment from the LWA, I decided that it would behoove me to study the proper way to write letters. I would hate to unintentionally offend new friends, especially on first acquaintance. As the old saying goes, one only has one chance to make a good impression.

To that end, I have referred to Emily Post, that Empress of Etiquette, for she wrote her book during a time when long, chatty letters were still being written–or so I thought.

Imagine my surprise when I read the following from Chapter 28 of Emily’s Etiquette, “Longer Letters”:
The art of general letter-writing in the present day is shrinking until the letter threatens to become a telegram, a telephone message, a postcard. Since the events of the day are transmitted in newspapers with far greater accuracy, detail, and dispatch than they could be by the single effort of even Voltaire himself, the circulation of the general news, which formed the chief reason for letters of the stage-coach and sailing-vessel days, has no part in the correspondence of to-day.
Taking the contents of an average mail bag as sorted in a United States post-office, about fifty per cent. is probably advertisement or appeal, forty per cent. business, and scarcely ten per cent. personal letters and invitations. Of course, love letters are probably as numerous as need be, though the long-distance telephone must have lowered the average of these, too. Young girls write to each other, no doubt, much as they did in olden times, and letters between young girls and young men flourish today like unpulled weeds in a garden where weeds were formerly never allowed to grow.
It is the letter from the friend in this city to the friend in that, or from the traveling friend to the relative at home, that is gradually dwindling. As for the letter which younger relatives dutifully used to write–it has gone already with old-fashioned grace of speech and deportment.

In 1922 New York, Emily Post was already mourning the decline of the Posted Letter. (Her dig at the Younger Generation and Their Decline is one of many and can be set aside for the moment.) Like many of us here in 2013, she felt a nostalgia for the joys of the written word, winging its way from far-away parts to bring news, well-wishes, and loving thoughts from one who is temporarily out of sight, but never out of mind.

Luckily, Emily goes on to say that “…people do write letters in this day and there are some who possess the divinely flexible gift for a fresh turn of phrase, for delightful keenness of observation.” There is hope, it seems, for the Posted Letter, even among the despised Younger Generation.

In Chapter 27, “Notes and Shorter Letters,” and the aforementioned Chapter 28, “Longer Letters,” Emily Post indicates, in the minutest detail, the proper way to go about writing different sorts of letters. She emphasizes things like legibility, spelling, and even appropriate stationery–chosen not just for its suitability to the writer’s societal position and the occasion for writing, but also to the writer’s individual handwriting and style. A letter must not only be coherent and clever, but also aesthetically pleasing.

Once one cuts through all the specifics, however, the etiquette of letter writing seems to boil down to the following: When writing a letter, do your best to display the care and affection you feel for the recipient in every aspect of your efforts, from your choice of writing paper to your penmanship and spelling to the way you address and seal the envelope. Your letter is a sign of your regard, and your respect for your recipient should show in every fold of paper and dash of ink.

Fashions of both speech and writing change, but etiquette is still the act of showing respect to one’s fellow human beings. I hope that my future pen pals, as well as my friends and relations, see the esteem in which I hold them in the letters that I write.

Mailings · Pondering

Writing Anxiety

In Which Our Heroine is Already Concerned About Her Blogging Powers

I should probably warn you, Dear Reader, that I am embarking on this new Blog with a certain amount of trepidation. I want–very badly–for this to be a good and useful Blog, not only to myself, but also to you. At the same time, this Blog needs to be for me to use as I wish. I do not want to lock myself down and, above all, I do not want to build up expectations that will surely doom all of us to disappointment. That Way Lies Madness. I worry about neglecting The Other Blog in my excitement over this New Shiny Blog. I worry about Not Being Able To Persist–about starting things I will not be able or willing to finish. (This is a Known Flaw in my Character.)

However, as I ponder these things, I realize the following:
1) The more I practice writing, the better my writing will be. Therefore, writing here can only benefit The Other Blog.
2) Each entry I write here will boost my Self-Discipline and Persistence. Practice is the key. This will, obviously, Build Character.
3) This is my Blog, where I should write what I like. Your expectations, Dear Reader, are your own to look after. I do hope that this Blog will be Educational, Entertaining, and Enjoyable for all of us, but I certainly cannot promise to be spot-on every time. That is what this Blog is about, ultimately: Improvement.

So, since Improvement requires Practice, I can also post here as often as I like without feeling guilty. It seems odd to feel guilt for posting too often, but there it is. Further Self-Analysis may be required to figure out that particular puzzle.

Mailing #1 finally made it into the mailbox yesterday and is winging its way to its Intended Recipient. Mailing #2, “This Is Your Chicken,” is going out today.

I do not usually attempt anything close to this kind of realism, but this was done in the spirit of Challenging Myself. It is, at least, recognizable as a chicken. I used the same materials as Mailing #1: 3×5 “Window” card, pencil, Sharpie pen, and really cheap “Colorific” colored pencils. I have to say that I really prefer the Sharpie pen over many other art pens–I can run my eraser over the lines without them greying out. The message on the back of the card is rather silly. I feel that I need to work on being clever and pithy instead. That’s another challenge. “Pithy” is not my middle name, to be frank.

How are you challenging yourself?