Also guilty of not learning the intended lesson from Harriet the Spy and instead creating my own book of judgements. 🫣 Mine was a spiral-bound notebook with black paper, and I scribbled my over-embellished gossipy reports in glittery gel pen. Of course I left the notebook splayed on the kitchen counter one afternoon, and of course my mom found it, and wowzers, I still feel ashamed when I think about the way she looked at me and her tone as she spoke to me! The disappointment!
I would like to get back into a morning pages routine but alas here I am on my phone in bed reading Substack! 😬
The glittery gel pen! I love this - I wonder how many women writers of our generation have had the same canon event of misunderstanding Harriet the Spy! And as for morning pages - at least Substack is a slightly more nourishing scroll than my usual Instagram / TikTok morning cocktail...!
Also guilty of not learning the intended lesson from Harriet the Spy and instead creating my own book of judgements. 🫣 Mine was a spiral-bound notebook with black paper, and I scribbled my over-embellished gossipy reports in glittery gel pen. Of course I left the notebook splayed on the kitchen counter one afternoon, and of course my mom found it, and wowzers, I still feel ashamed when I think about the way she looked at me and her tone as she spoke to me! The disappointment!
I would like to get back into a morning pages routine but alas here I am on my phone in bed reading Substack! 😬
The glittery gel pen! I love this - I wonder how many women writers of our generation have had the same canon event of misunderstanding Harriet the Spy! And as for morning pages - at least Substack is a slightly more nourishing scroll than my usual Instagram / TikTok morning cocktail...!