She had big round eyes and soft plump cheeks that beckoned to be pinched. She skipped around, swaying her long brown hair that reached the middle of her back in tangles. Her laughter was a roar and her voice was so powerful, it echoed. She was a wildflower. Because this story is not just my […]
Staying An Artist When We Grow Up
by October 26, 2013 8 Comments
on Creativity can be unpredictable and uncontrollable. At times creativity can seem like a stream that overflows, but there are seasons when the river is transformed into a path of dry sand. Often when I sit down to write, I feel like I’m walking through a barren wilderness, trudging through hot sand. I feel parched. I draw […]