Finding A Way
When I was in middle school, high school and college, I was a fervent writer of poetry. In high school, my best friend and I would compile our poems into compilations "books" and exchange them with one another. She, being an excellent artist, illustrated a lot of her pages. Mine were can't-draw-anything-but-a-balloon bare. Those were some of the best days of my life --- the two of us encouraging each other, sharing these words that we wouldn't let anyone else see.
As I said, I wrote all through college --- even making The National Poetry Review at one point. But somewhere along the way, I just sort of stopped writing.
Last week, my therapist gave me a copy of The Artist's Way by Julia Cameron to leaf through. I had had a copy when I was going through my SARK/self-help book extravaganza after Dale died, but, like almost all those titles, I gave/threw it away.
The book guides you through a 12-week "path" to opening, or re-opening, the creative part of you. At this very moment, I can't tell you why I'm doing this, or what I expect/hope will come out of it. I can only tell you that it is marvelous running a pen across paper again for something other than writing checks or settling estate issues. I don't know what kind of creative writing I'll do, or when, but, if it doesn't make me cringe on second or third reading, I promise to share it here.
The book guides you through a 12-week "path" to opening, or re-opening, the creative part of you. At this very moment, I can't tell you why I'm doing this, or what I expect/hope will come out of it. I can only tell you that it is marvelous running a pen across paper again for something other than writing checks or settling estate issues. I don't know what kind of creative writing I'll do, or when, but, if it doesn't make me cringe on second or third reading, I promise to share it here.
Comments
I wrote poetry though college and highschool.
My son has been asked to publish his, now in college...
GO FOR IT. I cannot wait to read you.
Id be too shy to share mine