Leorah Avidor |
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Maybe that’s why I like to write: the predictable lines on the page, the straight-up-and-down pencil with just the right amount of graphite forming its point, the dependable rules of grammar and punctuation. When I learned how to write an essay in second grade, I found freedom in the form. That simple three-paragraph structure encapsulated the cycle of my elementary school days, and I discovered that my whole world followed a pleasingly cyclical pattern that I could express in words. Since then, I’ve been writing down my observations. I do experiment occasionally with free verse, but I write mostly essay and creative nonfiction. Even without two cups of morning coffee, I enjoy writing the routine. |
About
two years ago, I switched from two cups of morning coffee to one cup
of morning tea. I didn’t get any of the headaches, shakes, or
withdrawal symptoms that some people experience when reducing their
caffeine intake, but I did find that I missed that quintessential
quitodien ritual of shuffling to the coffee pot in my bathrobe and
slippers and waiting while the fragrant elixir dripped. What can I
say? I possess a fondness for the routine.