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What will I write about today?

How many learning events in my life have been so exciting that tomorrow I will start on a new path? They are countless.

And how many times have I set off on the new path the very next day fired with excitement only to find life overtakes my resolve to be a new person? Just about as many.

I am going rapidly down this track following the excellent Creative Writing Course I did with the Australian Writers Centre. New Year coincided with the conclusion of the course. What an opportunity! My New Year's resolution could be: write every day! And then very soon I would be on the path to becoming the writer I aspire to be.

It's 23 January and my resolution is still only a resolution. So I will take a new path: just do it! I am not sure how long this will last or where the road will take me which is why I have made myself rename my blog and ease the transition for any readers I may still have with a perfect picture of what we've left behind on the previous journey.

So what will I write about today? I am wondering whether we need to rename this activity. Am I writing? Or am I really thinking aloud - transmitting my thoughts to the cloud which in a few year's time I will probably be able to do without ever using a keyboard, compiling letters into words, stringing words together in lines and organising the lines into patterns on a flat surface. And when the day comes that my thoughts are passed direct from my brain into the cloud, will I discover such a jumble that it will drive me back to the process I am using now?

Focused thinking. Random thinking. Conscious thinking. Unconscious thinking. I have never really specifically thought about thinking - I have always just done it. So perhaps I need to do that with writing and see where it takes me. Because thinking - conscious and unconscious - has taken me to some very interesting places.

If you are still with me at this point, you are invited to come along for the ride or simply join me at points along the way. And you are welcome to remind me that I have committed to writing something every day. And to tell me if it's all just a senseless dribble of words. Avanti!

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