On January 7th we drove from McMinnville back down to San Francisco. It was another 18 hour drive in the car, and so I won’t bore you by trying to find new words for endless miles of asphalt. Instead, I realize I haven’t explained for people who weren’t here last year to see my first, failed attempt at Page a Day, just what Page a Day is.
Page a Day was an idea I had for a daily journal of 250 words or less. The reason for that word count is that that’s just about what fits on a page of a book. So, by the end of the year, I would have a full, day-to-day record of the year that I could actually print in a book and stick on my shelf.
Whether or not someone else would want to read that is immaterial. Can you imagine being 80 years old and having an entire shelf on your bookshelf filled with your day-to-day diaries from when you were younger?
Can you imagine passing that on to your kids?
That’s what Page a Day is to me. Yes, I’ve made it a podcast, because I hope you find it interesting, and yes, I hope there’s something helpful about hearing my day-to-day life as an author and filmmaker.
But I’m thinking of being 80 years old in a leather armchair laughing about how stupid I was when I was younger.