Secret Ambition Handwriting Update – March 25, 2017

I’m working toward realizing a secret ambition: to have better handwriting. Read about the plan here to get some background…

All right, a week has passed, and I’ve been working away in my handwriting workbook. I have progressed through the print alphabet and learned cursive letters; now I’m working on letter combinations and practicing writing sentences and paragraphs full of…words!

For this endeavor, my idea was to come up with handwriting that was legible and attractive-looking. I was tired of people asking me to decipher the very notes I was hoping to convey information through – meaning that I had to read to them what I had written. Could have just said it and saved time – right? I knew legibility would really mean something to me.

I also wanted my handwriting to portray the person I try to be, communications-wise and in life – organized, ordered, and in control of her thoughts.

I think I am making progress. My revised handwriting meets these goals so far. Looking very school-girlish and uncertain at times, yes – but I am a student again, so I welcome that. Let me show you a couple of samples.

Learning this new skill, I’ve realized some things I hadn’t expected. Here are a couple that strike me right now:

1. As I have been practicing, I’ve focused on each letter of the alphabet, how it’s shaped, how the sequence of curves and lines goes, in a way I never have done before. When I learned to write as a child, I was trying to learn what the alphabet meant as well as to write, and my attention was divided. Now, I pay attention to what I am doing with the benefit of just one focus. I KNOW these letters now and I am interested in taking the effort to make each one look well.

2. I have spent 50 years scrawling out words and letters and it never occurred to me to pay attention to the act of writing, just what I wanted to say. I sped along as fast as I could. Now I have to write slowly, thinking hard about each stroke. It is relaxing and satisfying to do this.

3. Each word is a challenge – the letters arrive in their order and I have to figure out how to manage them. There is more than one way to write each word. I am thinking hard about that as I write. Total focus.

OK, that brings you up to date. Maybe more later on. Thanks for reading.

A Good Omen And Things Starting Off Sunny

I got a text from a friend. Driving through Glenside, PA, our town, he went past our florist. Your name is the name-of-the-day at Penny’s, he told me.

I knew exactly he meant. So I hopped in the car and drove right over there.

And there it was.

I went right inside and announced myself. My name is Claudia, I said, and that’s all I had to say. I was escorted into the flower refrigerator and left to choose. I took my time – so much to look at,  and also, I love that cooled flower air smell, why not indulge?

I made my choice and stepped back out into the sunshine.

I brought my rose home and put it into a vase. And now I feel the first day of spring is mine! Thank you, David, for alerting me; Penny’s Flowers, for choosing my name; and first day of spring, for …being the first day of spring!

My Secret Ambition

Time passes. And sometimes little dreams get lost in the shuffle of everyday living. For me, I’m going to reveal something I’ve felt for the last 50 years: I wish I had better handwriting.

Yes. That’s it. My secret ambition is to have nice handwriting.

I’ve always struggled with neatness, uniformity, and envy (of others’ ability to write a nice-looking set of words). In the 3rd grade (approximately 1967) I worked hard to learn cursive writing and ended up with C’s. This mark got me into trouble at home, and it bothered me, because I was working as hard as I could.

Well, decades passed and my handwriting has now come to look like this:

Notes I took about my husband’s care in preparation for his surgery after his accident, January, 2017.

Many times I have written out a check, scribbled a note, filled out a form – and thought how scrawly and awkward my words looked. I also had trouble writing something others could reliably read.

Not only did I want to write a nicer hand in everyday life – I also wanted to be able to handwrite the text for artist books I make and to put handwritten words into other artwork I do. Right now I type out words and glue them in, each time feeling it’s a second-best solution.

It hit me that I could do something about it. Plenty of people want better handwriting, I thought, and maybe the internet could help me out. After some research, I settled on the Getty-Dubay method, the brainchild of two teachers. I bought their book, Write Now. I printed out paper with the correct line spacing. I got a fountain pen to reward myself for taking on this challenge and to use when I had nicer letters for it to write.

I now can write, in printing, the lower-case letters.

I have just started. And I am quite excited. You know, this dream is not a big one, but a small one can be powerful nevertheless. I love the idea of being a person with nice handwriting.

I will keep you up to date!

noticed it

noticed it

noticed it

couldn’t reach it.

couldn't reach it.

couldn’t reach it

The oracle, speaking. The artist trading card, just the messenger…???

stood out sharp

stood out sharp

stood out sharp

ATC advice courtesy of the whims of chance and the random actions of the universe – or via Claudia McGill selections from her cut out word collection. You decide.

Getting the Hurt Leg Fixed, Chapter Eight

The hurt leg is on the mend. My husband went back to work this past Monday. It’s the first time he’s been in an office since December – the accident occurred on Christmas, you may remember.

There have been some changes – partly as a result of the injury, he decided to move to an office in the suburb rather than returning to the city office. It’s nice – not far from home, and I like the new schedule.

He is still walking with the brace. Now it’s time for him to begin to regain strength and endurance. Both legs have lost a lot of muscle. There are still months of rehab ahead. But things are progressing!

I am adjusting to the new situation. Once again, feeling a little disoriented. Yesterday, I came home to a nice surprise – my husband had sent me flowers. You may find it amusing that I did not learn this in the traditional way – opening the door to the delivery man.

No, coming home from the gym, I swerved around the truck parked in front of my house, wondering why it had to be parked so close to my driveway. Then as I was getting out, the delivery man appeared at my shoulder, startling me. But he just wanted to let me know he had dropped off the flowers.

Such nice flowers, too, and I was so touched that I cried.

I set them in the dining room. Suitable site for admiration of the blooms, I thought. Then, I started thinking about – the stems. They are very visible in the container. I liked the look of them.

I was reminded of synchronized swimmers – I’m a big fan of the sport. As a former competitive swimmer I know what it takes to move in the water. I am impressed by the athletic ability it takes to do what they do – perform while putting out a whole lot of energy and effort under the water.

The stems of the flowers are the same way, I thought – they support the good looks above the water line in the vase, quietly keeping the blooms alive and holding the flower heads high.

Think about it.

Hurt Leg Chapters from the past:

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

I get the message

I get the message

I get the message

The ATC oracle has a lot to say and it’s been saying lots. Does it mean anything, ever? Maybe? I hope that at least it is interesting.

in the back room,

Listen. The ATC oracle is speaking.

 

 

in the back room

in the back room,

– is this simply nothing

is this simply nothing

– is this simply nothing

Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.

Archives

Categories

Pages