Wednesday night last week, I arrived at my writing retreat, fully prepared to accept a great deal of criticism on my manuscript from five other writers over our first dinner together.
One of the writers very thoughtfully had given us each little owls of wisdom to see us through, wrapped in tissue paper. When the critique got going and I became inspired by so many ideas, I started jotting them down on the tissue paper from my wise owl gift, as it was the nearest paper on hand. Funny enough, I actually worked from this for quite a bit of the retreat.
You can really see how much my handwriting resembles a comical old man's writing.
Then I realized it might help me better if I organized the list of things to do better.