Muse Wisely

Documenting Your Exploits. For Yourself.

None “I was also serenaded by a hooting owl. ...

“I rejoice that there are owls. Let them do the idiotic and maniacal hooting for men.”


Now there was a guy who loved owls.

Kept a mean journal, too.

As will you, thanks to My Evening Post, a new website that sends you nightly email reminders. Then you pour your heart out to those emails until one day you suddenly have a virtual journal. It’s online now.

Maybe you’re working on your memoir. Maybe you have no short-term memory. Maybe you never want to forget that time you met Jeff Goldblum at a Fugees concert and then you guys all went for crab cakes.

Let’s assume one or all of those are true and talk details:

First, sign up. Classic first-step situation. Then, tell them what time you want to be emailed every day. Once whatever-o’clock rolls along, you’ll get a reminder that says “How was your day?”

Write a few lines. Add some photos. No one sees your posts but you, and you can scroll through them all later.

Sort of like someone poking you and handing you a pad of paper every day.

Less obnoxious when it’s virtual. Who knew.

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