Writing as Frustrating and Satisfying

Having said I was back to daily posts, I immediately failed to post daily. The reason for that is more interesting than the usual business.

Here is what happened: I wrote, in an unpostable way, in a notebook. Because I had written, and felt that I had written, I failed to notice that I hadn’t posted until it was too late.

There is a sense of frustration and satisfaction that comes from writing, and my day felt complete yesterday, with my daily measure of frustration: as I have been known to say to my students in writing classes, to write is to try. An essay is what you’re writing and it is an attempt. See—words are fun.

A bit of daily writing is like a daily walk or jog. You try it, and in the trying, you do it.