In early draft it never satisfied me, and that was when it clicked into place and it went so well as a diary.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
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.
I have kept a diary as long as I can remember, and drawings are really another kind of diary.
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.
Memory... is the diary that we all carry about with us.
I like to read my diary occasionally to remind myself what a miserable, alienated old sod I used to be.
Today I start a diary; it is against my usual habbits, but out of a clearly felt need.
I had a diary full of lyrics and whatnot and a little voice recorder of guitar riffs.
I used to love writing in my journal.
I never kept a diary, but I wrote detailed notes of my travels.
I do not keep a diary. Never have. To write a diary every day is like returning to one's own vomit.