Thanks for the fish

Amen, brother. He’s one of those guys that I’ve heard his name around but never really got to know. I guess he is a poet. : ) I see a borders trip in my future.

My solitary weekend was absolutely lovely. But maybe that’s an oversimplification. I can say there was a lot of sleeping involved.. .slept till noon today! : ) Then I read some writing books, and set up a little writing nook upstairs (because solitude is necessary for a writer) and did a little bit of writing. It was nice.

Last night I finished watching “the mists of avalon” - good… and I watched “the jane austen book club” - liked that one a lot. IT seems to go counter to most of my beliefs, but for a “love is the answer” kind of movie, I really liked it. See, I have at least one romantic bone in my body. Tonight we watched Atonement. I couldn’t remember the book, but I knew it didn’t end good. INteresting themes… I think the major one being the healing power of writing..of course maybe I just saw that because I was reading about that today.

An interesting thing about writing books (I’m reading Writing Alone and with Others,by Pat Schneider, and also The Artist’s Way). They cover a lot of ground about your inner critics and going to your past and healing the wounds - the people who made you believe that you couldn’t write or couldnt’ create… etc. I don’t know if it’s because I’m a youngest child, and didn’t have a lot of pressure to succeed in life… or what, but I don’t really feel this so much. I’m hard on myself and stuff, but deep down I believe I do have it in me to write… and I feel absolutely no guilt about doing it. Unless it’s so hidden that I really do. I don’t know… maybe somewhere in between. It is hard to write when I’m not alone. As soon as I heard J’s car in teh driveway I put my pen and paper away - but of course I just wanted to say hello and welcome him home.