Friday, August 15, 2008


So I was pulling out of the post office Wednesday, the youngest was with me, and he asked, "If you had a genie and could have only one wish, what would it be?"

I didn't hesitate when I answered, "To go to Tennessee, meet Kix Brooks and visit his winery."

There was a pause while his little brain thought that over and then he said, "That's it? No Coach purse?"

"Well, you said only one wish."

"Okay, if you had a thousand wishes, what would they be?"

"Number one, go to Tennessee to meet Kix Brooks and visit his winery. Be a bestselling author. And, okay, I'll take a Coach purse, too."

I have my priorities (and actually, it doesn't even have to be Coach. I was going through some weird phase where I thought I had to have one).

Anyway, speaking of Kix...GAC had a Cowboy Town special with Brooks and Dunn Wednesday night. Kix said something that caught my attention. Not that he didn't already have it, but he talked about songwriting. Basically, how hard it can be. Waiting for that inspiration, and going through the day hoping that somebody will say something and "it'll be that jewel..." There was more to it, but I was nodding my head the whole time because I understood. I'm not a songwriter, but I felt writing in general is pretty much the same way. Those moments when inspiration takes hold, or you can't wait to get a great idea down on paper, are like gold. And it is hard work, but worth it in the end. Those guys are inspiring.

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Morning Pages

I've had the Artist's Way by Julia Cameron for a long time, and, for some reason, decided to pick it back up and read some of it again the other night. I'd done the morning pages before but didn't stick with it. What a surprise! So, I decided to try them again. Hey, if it'll help get me where I need to be I'm willing to try. Thing is, I'm not sure they're helping. Sure, it's fun to sit there and write 3 pages of longhand stream of cosciousness kind of stuff because it doesn't really require a lot of thought on my part. But I still haven't done much of anything else lately except go back and forth with this one short story that's pretty much seen its death as of right now. And that's just it. I'm my own biggest problem. How many opportunities am I going to let get by?

Blah! It's weird to put that out there, but you know what, maybe it's good that I did because I need to see it. And I need to get my ass in gear and get busy writing.