Am reading Big Magic by Elizabeth Gilbert
I learn something from every story I write--even if it doesn't see the light of day. I feel a sense of accomplishment with each new drawing, each new painting, whatever it is I'm bringing into existence.
At the end of the day, I love knowing that I've brought a new image into the world, new words.
I'm learning that, when I go too long without bringing something into existence, I inch toward dark places.
I seek out ways to be creative, just so I can find balance again.
Before all else, each creation is a gift to myself.