Saturday, August 15, 2009

Summer days.

Hello, darlings.

I have been a pretty lazy person lately. The summer haze has numbed me in the most pleasant of ways, and I have been simply enjoying myself. Music has come back into my life and I have been listening to all my old CDs, lying in the grass, walking among trees and dancing in the night.

I am having a serious inclination towards closing down my etsy shop. Some of you who have read my previous posts will know my recurring struggle between writing and crafting. I am always on the verge of giving it all up to just write, but the moment I actually do that, little beads begin to dance underneath my fingers, and pretty wires coil themselves around my wrists. I get pulled back into the studio, and I begin to tinker with material things while the ghosts of words past haunt me incessantly.

I have no idea what will happen, but I know this: art is nothing without discipline. I must decide, and then discipline myself. If it's writing, let it begin at 8AM with the typing of drafts. I must get a move on, otherwise I will forever rest on my potential and never make anything out of it.

1 comment:

pledgedrose said...

"Walking among trees and dancing in the night..." Wishing I could have accompanied you. At least to watch you and coax my ink to trace your movements on paper.

A never-ending conflict this may be, between material and the words that imitate material. One never knows when the incessant haunting will die, but even then, would you really want either polarity to give way to the other? Wouldn't that be horrific?
By that I mean one facet of your creativity would have withered away. A lost drive. A whimper of silk ribbons, swept away.

Nevertheless, I know you have thought heavily about closing the store and you will make the correct decision when you feel 'right' about it. That is all it will come to, I suspect.
There is always the opportunity to return, and to create.

Dearest, I would just like to pronounce I second all of the third paragraph.
I am urged to should delete all of my musings now, for you are fully understanding of your predicament. But I never doubted.

Oh, well. I'll leave it for your amusement. :)