At the core of every artist there is a small flame of hope. It burns brighter when we are caught up in the frenzied act of creation, but distance from our art gives the smallest of breezes enough room to blow it out of existence. Art, at least for me, by definition is really about the end result. The way you make someone feel, or…
I have fallen in love again. His name is Oscar and he is one of those types who are really great at teasing the details out of me, making me feel like he’s really listening, like I’ve connected with him. I can’t remember the last time we sat down together, but recently, we have been spending a lot of time sitting and bonding. He has…
This blog was originally designed to lead my readers through the rough waters of writing, when I was wading knee deep in words that were swimming gleefully around me ready for me to pluck from the shallows, and when I was battling storms where the way ahead was so dark and full of fury that it didn’t seem like I would see it through to…
“…Creativity is an act of surrender.
A wild, brave act of surrender.
Of letting go.
Listening to instinct and just putting one word, or brush stroke, or note, or photo, or foot, in front of another.
Telling yourself you can, telling yourself you’re possible.
Committing yourself to whatever you need to do to get yourself home.
Being bold enough to make your own way there.
To pull your own second heart out and reveal its contours.
To follow the line of your story.”