When I was young, I kept a diary for about 10 years and I had to write in it every day. Even on days when nothing seemed to happen, I made myself think of something to put in it.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I have kept journals at different times in my life. And a lot of my early notebooks became places where I would just think on the page, trying to parse what I was feeling, to find out what I was thinking.
My mother had always taught me to write about my feelings instead of sharing really personal things with others, so I spent many evenings writing in my diary, eating everything in the kitchen and waiting for Mr. Wrong to call.
In a faraway land called 'pre-2000,' what Earthlings now call blogging was called 'keeping a diary.' It's hard work to do well. I tried doing it in the early 1990s but had to stop because I no longer had a life - instead I had this thing that generated anecdotes to go into my diary. The diary took over and I had to stop.
I've always loved to write, and I kept a diary of what I thought about my business, being an entrepreneur and other things of interest to me.
I like to read my diary occasionally to remind myself what a miserable, alienated old sod I used to be.
I never kept a diary, but I wrote detailed notes of my travels.
I have kept a reading diary since I was 18. I am jealous of my friend who has kept hers since she was ten.
When I was still in prep school - 14, 15 - I started keeping notebooks, journals. I started writing, almost like landscape drawing or life drawing. I never kept a diary, I never wrote about my day and what happened to me, but I described things.
I do not keep a diary. Never have. To write a diary every day is like returning to one's own vomit.
I have kept a diary as long as I can remember, and drawings are really another kind of diary.