Looking at my laundry list (no pun intended) of stuff to do, I realized with dismay that since the November weather was being so damned cooperative for once, I'd better be smart and get as many outdoor chores taken care of as possible. And high time, too. Only needed one cup of coffee this morning … Continue reading A weekend full of cleaning ahead when I should be writing instead…
I spent some time just after the last post thinking about getting supplies for the garden, and then said "screw it" and went to get the shelves and casters at least. And then, I just up and got a bunch of smaller containers and herb seedlings... and some kale, and some cabbage, and some lettuce. … Continue reading I might’ve gone a bit overboard with the indoor herb-garden thing… but I might just love the possible headaches anyway.
My Copy: 9780867196009 (image from bn.com) This volume is a mix of juvenile hijinks done in the name of protest and Gen's knowledge that he's going to have to grow up and figure out what to do with his life. His family is scattered and Natsue is getting worse in her health, ready to die. … Continue reading Barefoot Gen, vol 9: Breaking Down Borders, by Keiji Nakazawa
My mother called me out of the blue last week. I don't think we'd spoken in over a year, but all of a sudden she was on my phone, and I suspected why now: she knew my dad was dead. I didn't tell her because I didn't know how to tell her. I can't recall … Continue reading Life’s Exquisite Weirdness Pays Me a Visit When I’m Around Coffee…
Ideally, this week would've been perfect to start trying my new schedule out. But as I've barely been able to keep my eyes open and my throat from trying to cave in on itself the past three days, yeah, that just wasn't going to happen. Dammit. When I could sit and read more than a … Continue reading Best Laid Plans: Stumbling back into the arts, one book, class, & practice session at a time…
My Copy: 9783836512763 (image from bookdepository.com) Oh boy. I'd almost forgotten I had this book, but when things get me down, I have to look through this one. There's something about Jackson Pollock's work, and not only because they made a movie about the man (which is damned good and sticks as closely to the … Continue reading Pollock, by Leonhard Emmerling
I came to the conclusion this weekend that one of two things needs to happen:
I need to learn how to become a much better liar, one who doesn't give a damn if there are mistakes and can bluff like crazy. OR
I keep being honest financially and employment-wise, but learn how to deal with the debt and anxiety that results from it.
I was almost proud of myself when I made my "fool-proof" schedule a couple of weeks ago, with everything nicely color coded. Red was for exercise/health, yellow for story writing, green for work/volunteering, blue for blog, pink for painting, and orange for deadlines and everything else. I had spent a whole two days making it … Continue reading #008–“Being an Artist for Dummies,” or how do you make a living from two wildly different creative pursuits at the same time?
Of course, the corresponding question has to be "What does it mean to really know yourself?" I had to ask this today after re-visiting The Artist's Way, and I've mentally blanked more and more often on the exercises and tasks that come up each week. So many of the questions to reflect on regard wishes, dreams, my childhood thoughts, wishes, dreams, and beyond "I wanna be a teacher when I grow up," I can't really recall too much.