Steal these ideas…consider them yours.
But before I share these multi-million dollar (or these “fall-flat-on-your-face-and-don’t-tell-anyone-you-got-the-idea-from-me”) ideas, here’s why I’m sharing…
So here goes. Continue Reading…
Happy/sad + Hungry/full + Content/restless = An Interesting Artist
Artists are a complicated bunch, aren’t we?
These complexities of thoughts and feelings that are in opposition to one another form the basis of who we are and how we create. These same personality patterns also reveal a recipe that helps us create interesting characters in our creative works. Continue Reading…
Lists are powerful.
Recently, I combed through a journal I wrote in October of 1997 and stumbled across a list of eighty people and things I was thankful for.
Reading this list early in the morning–before my workday began–was such a great way to start the day! I loved reading this list so much that I’m thinking of making this a frequent practice.
Here’s my 15-year-old list of thankfulness. (After you read my list, start your own thankful list in the comments below!) Continue Reading…
You are the author. You wrote what you are about to read. You wrote it with your life.
Sounds a bit dramatic, eh? It kinda is.
Live accordingly.
Dear Me,
Welcome to Day 5 of your creative rehab bootcamp. Day 4 was about Identifying the Surrogates that have robbed you of your creative passion.
Strangle these bastards.
Hmmmm. Maybe that’s extreme language?
Good. Continue Reading…
Dear Me,
Hey you!
How ya doing?
In Day 1 you read a letter you wrote and then ripped the lie apart that you had a crappy life and nothing to offer. In Day 2, you wrote another letter and figured out just when you stopped working for yourself instead of just working for others.
At some point you fired yourself from your creativity and said ‘other people can make choices for me.”
So that brings us to today. Day 3. You’ve been through Day 1 and Day 2 of creativity boot camp for slugs. You might still be feeling a bit sluggy. Continue Reading…
Instant coffee. Horrible and pointless. Someone has gone to a lot of trouble to make some coffee, boil off the water and freeze dry the gunk that’s left so you can pour hot water on it and have a horrible ‘instant’ cup of coffee.
‘Convenience’ they call it. Convenience foods – so you don’t have to cook, don’t have to chew (and with most, almost don’t even need to swallow). You don’t get any flavour, nutrients or vitamins but at least you didn’t have to do any work. God forbid you’d ever have to lift a finger.
For the past sixty years or so our society has been obsessed with convenience. We invented fast foods so you don’t have to wait and savour the anticipation. You can then eat in a rush, on the move, while you’re busy doing something else.
What exactly have you got to rush off and do? Everything has been made so convenient with all the enjoyment and experienced boiled and freeze dried out of life that there’s actually nothing worth rushing off for. Continue Reading…
Writing worthless content is all the rage. Here’s some tips!
You might try a sentence like this:
“This blog post is about the time I found a rock in my shoe.”
Slower.
Slowing down.
Taking a moment to be silent.
And still.
Take thirty seconds to be silent.
(30 second pause. . .)
I hear my breath, rising and falling. I hear a few early morning chirps outside my window. A slight hum of cars off in the distance. Continue Reading…
What did you love to do as a child?
Who did you play with?
How did you play?
Where did you play best?
As I recall my own childhood playtime: Continue Reading…
Molasses thick clouds stretch the sky like pulled cords of salt water taffy.
I stop.
Is the sky expanding before me?
My chest sinks into the gooey love place, embracing its smallness.
Everything I need, I already have.
