Tuesday, May 11, 2010

The weeding part of art

Well, I've begun.
I'm honing and added and weeping inside at trying to make my story into a play viable for the stage, and not be too long.
The pressure is tough.
I have a draft due on Friday, which is good, but sometimes I just get stuck and want to go see what I can find to eat instead.
I think I could use a Mother's Day heart muffin every morning, just to get me going.
Here's a day where both boys are in school and I don't have a lot to show for it.
Sometimes I just want to jump in the laundry basket with the toasty clothes and feel snug, like Weston.
Such a longing to create,
but finishing and perfecting...
such tedious, weeding.
But that is how my garden'll grow and produce much fruit.
back to hoeing.
I will show up and write. Some.

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