Five Year Diary Vs Undated Journal

[Pussinboots]

I am now writing in an undated journal (Paperblanks) every day, just writing down the events of the day and my feelings without going into too much detail, that is my intention after years of intensive journalling and accumulating loads of notebooks. Anything long winded I try to write on loose paper to destroy later, though it doesn't feel the same as writing it all in a journal. I also like to keep mementos in the back pocket of the notebook.

 

Anyway I am now wondering about using a Five Year Diary after reading good reviews on Amazon of the popular One Line a Day journal that they sell. I am thinking about this because my journalling in my undated book is starting to get a bit long winded again and I feel the five year diary may restrict me to keep it brief and simple and five years of journalling in one book reduces clutter. However, it may be too restricting and where would I keep mementos in these small books? My intention is to keep general writing, ie events and general feelings for prosperity, but the long winded entries do become tiresome to read back after a while. Any thoughts?

[Ergative]

Do you like writing long-winded entries? Does it help you unload and work through your feelings? If so, why stop?

 

My grandmother kept a diary as a school assignment when she was a teenager, back in the thirties. Every day she would write exactly one page. In the margins every so often are notes from the teacher who graded the diary, encouraging her to write in greater depth. She wrote about the rise of Hitler and her thoughts of the likelihood of war. And then after one page she stopped. The next day wrote about a horrible date she had gone on with a young man that she refused to name. After one page she stopped. (This coyness was perhaps reasonable, given that her teacher was reading it.)

 

She found her diary last Christmas and brought it out, and we all read it with great interest, and the one thing I wish is that she had written more. These shortened entries were so tantalizing, and although her health is still good and she will be with us for years more, I hope, she has forgotten all the juicy details about that horrible date.

 

You may find reading those thoughts and feelings tiresome, because you already know what they are. Your grandkids will not.

[inotrym]

 

My grandmother kept a diary as a school assignment when she was a teenager, back in the thirties. Every day she would write exactly one page. In the margins every so often are notes from the teacher who graded the diary, encouraging her to write in greater depth. She wrote about the rise of Hitler and her thoughts of the likelihood of war. And then after one page she stopped. The next day wrote about a horrible date she had gone on with a young man that she refused to name. After one page she stopped. (This coyness was perhaps reasonable, given that her teacher was reading it.)

 

 

Wow! Amazing how some classwork can turn into a historical testimony.

 

That said, I probably wouldn't want my grandkids to know all the juicy details of my dating life..