A while back, I wrote a column about my record player from my teenage years. Yes, a whole column about a record player! You see, a writer should be able to take a subject as simple as a record player and turn it into a story worthy of some interest. This writer - whom some know can talk and talk and talk - can most times just choose a subject, and just write.

By Trish Morgan
For the News Tribune
A while back, I wrote a column about my record player from my teenage years. Yes, a whole column about a record player! You see, a writer should be able to take a subject as simple as a record player and turn it into a story worthy of some interest. This writer - whom some know can talk and talk and talk - can most times just choose a subject, and just write.
But, writing is different from talking. Sure, there are similarities, but yak, yak, yakking is not quite the same as producing a column, an article or writing a book. If only.
I can yak with the best of them. My elementary school teachers discovered THAT rather quickly as evidenced by remarks on my report cards such as, "talks too much,” "gets her work done and then disturbs her neighbors,” or "quite the chatterbox.” Well, you get the drift.
Talking - no problem there. In fact, it has served me well throughout my career that involved a lot of public speaking, event planning, and leadership workshops.
Looking back to some of my college classes, the easiest speeches for me were impromptu - no notes, no preparation. The professors gave me a subject and then I had five minutes to speak about it. No time to get nervous, and since there were no notes, you couldn't leave something out.
Similar to writing. Choose a subject, write about it. Sound easy? Some days. But, oh the days when it is a struggle! Days when you would like to be doing anything else BUT.
The thing is, though, it is work. The columns and the articles have to be written. The book...THE BOOK...has to get done!!
But, when the activities of summer are calling, when there is a vacation coming up, writing becomes less of a priority. Then throw in grandchildren and all of things there are to do - well, now is the struggle.
Oh, my intentions are good. In fact, I am dedicated to my craft. Most days. But, I am retired, and sometimes that trumps sitting down and writing another chapter.
My favorite season is coming soon, and my love for everything autumn will soon consume my life. However, I have big plans in the making, and family things are circling around - waiting to alter those plans a bit. Then, there is surgery in October, and as much as I look forward to the healing process and relief of three years of pain, that surgery falls smack in the middle of my favorite month of the year. Life - yep, it gets in way at times.
I am trying to plan my plans. Who does that??? Who plans their plans LOL. I do, that's who. I have to this time. Newspaper columns, magazine articles, volunteer work, fundraising, my sister Debbie becoming a grandmother for the first time, fall decorating, fall gardening, managing a big grant for Embassy Theatre this fall, PR work, and getting my book written and submitted for publishing, and so much more. Now, though, I will pay for my procrastination.
In the meantime, as I plan my plans, I am enjoying my new record player, my vintage albums and 45s, and the music that inspires me to love, no matter what. The music and conversation with the best of people...yes, the best.