Almost exactly one month since I wrote anything here. It seems that there hasn't been much floating around in the gray matter that translated well onto the page.

Not that I have much now - I am just missing the discipline of organizing my thoughts and writing them down. So we'll see what happens today. I'm so out of practice ...I bumped into a woman that I know just a little but would like to know better - she is an aspiring writer. We talked about the discipline of just writing every day - of writing anything. She is about to start writing every day for 30 days and one of the struggles she will have is to not edit as she goes. To not go for perfection - instead to just write.

I heard an interview a couple days ago and it was brought up how children are so much more creative than adults. Now I get that this is a mass generalization and I know some pretty creative adults. However, I think that there is the ring of truth to the statement. It's because kids aren't yet overly critical of their work. They draw, paint, write with reckless abandon. For joy. For the sheer fun of it. We lose that as adults.

So I'm inspired. I am going to start painting again. Daily. My goal is to spend this weekend creating a spot for it - & my discipline will be to just put brush to canvas every single day.