This is what I had to do for a meeting today. In 10 minutes.
Recent change has been a theme of my life for the last year - new job, new relationship status, new living situation, new outlook. I dealing with the change, I've come to understand the way in which possibilities create new ways of thinking, seeing and being. Not all change is bad. Not all change is good.
The recent change tha thas not caused a great deal of intrapsychic strife or internal drama ( you choose your favorite phrase) is the change in creative phases in my life. As is habit, I am a writer. I write constantly. In my job, I write. In my personal pursuits, I write. The amount of work related writing I have been doing, has dulled my creative brain's pencil, so to speak. There is no "lead" there. How frustrating.
I have spent countless hours peering at my computer screen at home preparing a manuscript of a book proposal (I have two children's books to be sent to publishers), yet I can't seem to do the creative end of things. I am the contributer/webmistress for BRL, 40+visits a day, yet I can't seem to give much.
I've come to understand the nature of change to reaffirm my commitment to my art, and it has encouraged me to work harder by being looser, flexible and even get out of my head a little bit to do what I truly enjoy - write the things I want to write.
Work is more fun when it's not work.
Voodoo
PS: My nerves are seriously frayed. I need to figure out why.
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