heidi week 7

hello!

things that help to motivate me/rituals for writing:
-i write down ideas/memories as they come to me code them into a title or vague triggering words such as "you're gonna get an abscess in your brain" or "the dale earnhart story" then come back to this list when i feel like i have the energy to write and kinda pick one or two randomly and go for it
-writing draft 1 with paper and pencil in a cafe with headphones and coffee or in a bar empty in the day time (nomad cafe / heart n dagger saloon is where you can find me)
-immersing myself in a way as suggested by marci, although most of the things i am writing about are from a place and time far away reading about events of the time, movies/music, photos all help to trigger my mind for inspiration. and always phone calls home. sometimes the weather reminds me of home..particularly the cool spring mornings.
-scheduling false class time into my agenda pretending we have class more than once a week.
-the colors red and blue. and i've taken to swimming at mills after classes, finding the monotonous pool sounds and color blue to be very mediating. afterwards i always feel kind of lighter.
-instrumental music and prince on repeat

some recommended instrumental music!
jurgen muller - science of the sea
emahoy tseque-maryam guebrou
fripp & eno - no pussyfooting
david axelrod
alice coltrane
bennetrhodes

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GA1civ1m_v0
[emahoy tseque-maryam guebrou - mothers love]

thank you all again for your feedback this past friday, of course another helpful source of motivation for this process.

nancy & roger early 80s.

also after i wrote this i changed my bedding and felt inspired to write/share this:
with the recent increase in heat changing of the seasons and beginning to sweat in my sleep i've removed my heavy winter comforter and laid out my thin white sheet with this cooper family quilt on top. the quilt was made by family members on my mothers daddys side in kentucky who i've never met. beneath the contrasting blue white red patterns bloched with bleach stains and cigarette burns is hiding a wonderfully horrendous array of brights neons patterned and pastels sewn together. a lot of fraying. once when i was visiting home and bundled in this quilt in my old bedroom i asked my mom about it, where it came from and who made it and she asked me if i wanted it, saying i would take better care of it than her always burning holes in it. i crammed the quilt into a duffel bag carry on and brought it back to oakland with me. the colors and history are inspiring helpful and comforting to me.