It will be nineteen years on April 9 since I wrote my first three morning pages. Over the days and months since, I have journaled my way to a better understanding of myself, my family, and every relationship in which I’ve ever been. Having experienced the benefits of journaling in general and of Mari’s programs in particular, and being in a writing slump at the time, I accepted her promotional offer of the self-paced program, 14 Days of Journal Magic for Writers.
Life interrupted and I took twenty days rather than fourteen to complete it; but when I had to miss a day, I looked extra-forward to my next journaling session. First thing in the morning I would print a copy of the day’s exercises and then sit with my mug of coffee, lap desk, spiral notebook and gel pen, and respond to the prompts. As a result I wrote: