The power of a list

I love lists. I make lists for everything, groceries, packing, daily tasks, family outings, pros and cons for my upcoming surgery. I find that most things in life benefit from lists. So how then, had I failed to make writing lists?

The first week of the Couch to 80k boot camp I mentioned here, was all about lists. We wrote lists of names, words we liked, and words we disliked. Lists of objects, problems, character descriptions, there are all sorts of things one can make lists for.

I was having a really bad spoonie day. I felt horrid physically, but I also felt demoralised. I wanted to write. I had gone to bed the night before brimming with ideas, but the morning dawned, and so did pain. There would be no braining for me this day. I sulked in front of the tv, and then the cast list started flashing up, ping! I paused the show, fetched a notebook and pen, curled up under my blankets again and pressed play, and proceeded to write down the names that appeared in the credits. Sometimes I had a whole first and last name, sometimes one or the other and sometimes a combination of various peoples names.

It got me wondering about the names of characters and how I often make-up names, only to reject them as implausible. I retrieved my phone and headed for Wikipedia and the Islamic royal family tree; I have no idea why that came to mind first, it just did. I wrote down the names of kings, queens, princesses and princes. I followed up that list with Indian royalty, and I have now cured myself of thinking any name I invent is anything but the real deal.

Tracey Ambrose
"Don't be too timid and squeamish about your actions. All life is an experiment." Ralph Waldo Emerson

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