This month I celebrated my 47th birthday - that's right, 47 big ones - but you know what? I still don't feel like a grownup. Yep. I'm knock-knock-knockin' on 50's door - the half-century mark, a concept that sometimes makes me choke a little - yet I don't ACTUALLY feel like a grownup.
I realized this odd phenomenon awhile back, and tried to put some of my thoughts about it into writing:
The year is quickly winding down and coming to a close... have you started thinking about your plans for 2014? Will you be making any New Year's resolutions? Do you have some goals you'd like to achieve in the new year? By any chance would developing your creativity be one of those goals?
If so... I have a suggestion!
You may remember a post I wrote last spring where I shared that I'd purchased a copy of The Artist's Way (by Julia Cameron) and was planning to work through the 12-week program over the summer.
Inspired by the concept of "Morning Pages" from Julia Cameron's "The Artist's Way" (see my previous post for details), I've been working on developing a daily writing habit - three pages, longhand, no holds barred. Just write.
It's fast becoming an addiction!
We're shaking things up this month in BlogHer Book Club! We're not reviewing a book, but we are reviewing something that's decidedly bookish. This month we're looking at a new subscription service from the creative mind of Julia Cameron. Have you read The Artist's Way and Cameron's other books? Have you loved her suggestions and recommendations but been able to quite get yourself to them? Then My Artist's Way Toolkit service (and app!) are just the thing for you. ...more
For me, there’s no better way to spend a cold, rainy day than to curl up with Amber, some hot chocolate, and my assorted reading materials. After what has been a crazy busy, but wonderful week, it will be a divine indulgence to spend a day just catching up on my reading.
Yes, I know, it's been awhile. But I've been too busy not reading, not watching TV, not surfing the internet (as much), and not listening to music with lyrics (which nearly KILLED me). At least for one of those weeks, anyway. What was I doing instead? Here's just a sample of the many alternate activities in which I involved myself:
* Knitting (Actually, I unwound a skein of yarn, managed to get it tangled, spent nearly 3 hours untangling it, knitted 2 rows of a project, realized I'd messed up already, undid it and put the whole mess back in the basket.)