Speaking My Mind

Day 131 of 365:

Trying my hand at something completely new to my writing process so far:



So often, I find, ideas and entire scenes always seem to pop in to my head while I am driving, only to fly out my sun roof, escaping like butterflies.  This, of course, is the most frustrating thing in the whole world.

Plus, I have a feeling that writing in my notebook while behind the wheel would be viewed as “distracted driving”, were I to be pulled over by the local constabulary.  Can you imagine getting a ticket for writing?  Not cool.

So, I talk while I drive.

No more of my thoughts fly out the window.  I capture them all with my handy little dicto-stick!

Looking for input from my fellow writers – do you use dictation as part of your process?  If so, what has been your experience with it?




-Janice 🙂


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Sunday: On My Way

(Simple, Single Image On Saturday And Sunday)


Ahhhh – the long drive home after spending the day visiting family in the south end of the province.

My surroundings are a busy highway and glaring lights.

The view from the dashboard mesmerises me as I watch the lines on the road in a blur.

My eyelids grow heavy as I snuggle into the passenger seat.  The Hubby expertly manoeuvres through the traffic.  The kids are quiet in the back seat.  I begin to countdown the kilometres wishing we were home already….

Everything For Sale

What happens when you go for a drive on a Saturday afternoon with no real destination, and somehow manage to get lost along the way?  You never really know what you are going to find, even when you have found it.

This is the kind of adventure The Hubby and I found ourselves on not too long ago.  We had set out on a Saturday afternoon – our only goal was to just go for a “jaunt” around the countryside.  After making a few unplanned left turns, we wound our way down a lazy, twisting road to some little hamlet neither of us knew existed.  We were greeted by an old mill that had been converted into an antique store/boat shop.

Curiosity immediately got the better of The Hubby and I, so we stopped the car and got out to take a look around…

Okay, the boats were pretty amazing on the outside, but what awaited us on the inside was perhaps one of the most eclectic collections of bits and bobbles I have ever seen.

I think the shop keeper thought I was a little off my rocker, wandering around this old building and taking photographs of his merchandise like I was.  I am sure my constant exclamations of “WOW – that’s so cool!” and “Oh – My grandma had one of these!” were getting on his nerves….but I just couldn’t help myself.

The Hubby just about lost it when we found an old pinball machine in the basement.  Yes, he took it for a “spin”…

Yes, we will be returning to this antique/boat shop in the near future.  Perhaps to buy a pinball machine or an old washstand – who knows.

Maybe we’ll just wander back on a day when we have nothing better to do except get lost for a while…