Brendan Constantine, thank you: this blog post says it better than I could have, and echoes my heroine Priscilla Long’s advice: a large part of creativity is production, finished pieces. Can’t make a pie if we spend all our time perfecting the crust. Fling some berries-n-sugar together, spoon ’em in that misshapen piece of dough, cook that baby in the oven and then see if it’s any good.
The Porches (Photo credit: orange cracker)
I’m writing at the Porches in Norwood, VA this week: a tornado alit here last week, folding a metal roof back like so much origami paper and felling a 26,000 pound tree on the local (historic structure) church. The retreat house itself: untouched. The California-based writer in residence during the tornado: went back to her third floor room when she saw the 50-foot-high maple trees in the front yard bending to kiss the earth. Those of us who can imagine three stories off the ground is a good place to be in wind like that: creative to the max.
Whatever the tornado of your life is right now: get back to your room and do your creative thing. That mojo will keep you safe-n-sane.
the Art of Practice 