A start, and a note on process

This weekend I took my journal (gift from Amanda before we ever met!) to my in-laws' (our weekly WV pilgrimage for water) and started putting the story I mentioned last week down on paper. I sat and wrote out 8 or so pages, which felt great. I don't remember the last time I actually felt productive. I didn't get a chance to continue before we came back home, but I felt good about the story's durability (things I start tend not to last).

And then I left the dang journal behind.

Amanda asked, "Do you remember enough to pick up where you left off on the computer?" I think that I do (I started this post on Monday: still haven't continued...), but it begs an interesting question for me. I took a creative process class during my brief stint in the Hamline MFA program, and we tried all sorts of approaches to writing, including re-writing your own story from memory. So I am curious about the fruits of starting something, then continuing later without the source. Even if I don't get to it before I get my notebook back this weekend, I want to try resuming without looking at what I had already written.