I recently read this little hardcover book, The Writer’s Little Helper. I loved it. It has lots of great information packed into tiny, color-coded chapters. It’s a fast read. What I loved best was the author’s direct and specific advice. Avoid these words. Try this technique. He shares several helpful tools and charts. I’ll definitely keep this book around as a reference.
The author makes it very clear that there’s no such thing as writer’s block. It’s an excuse to be lazy. I totally agree, especially as an artist. Over the past several years and dozens of art shows, I would constantly run into artists that would claim they’ve experienced artist’s block. Bad. Excuse.
Professionals go to work every day. If art or writing is your profession, you still go to work every day. I’m not inspired every day, but there’s no time to wait for inspiration. As long as sit at my table and get started, something will come to me.
Speaking of inspiration, The Writer’s Little Helper has inspired me to get off my butt and write more.
My husband bought me this awesome book of 400 writing exercises, mainly focused on fiction. I was hesitant to try it, but once I got started, I couldn’t stop. The exercises are short, creative, and challenging.
I think I want to try my hand at writing a little fiction.
There. I said it. It’s out in the world, and there’s no turning back now.
I’d like to think I’m good with new technology, but the truth is sometimes I need a little nudge to adapt to new programs and social media platforms. I have a degree in commercial art technology, but that only means I’m proficient in several design programs. It’s hard to admit, but sometimes I struggle even with MS Office programs.
I will not let my frustration defeat me. I try to learn everything I can to benefit my business. I recently took a class at the library to learn about Excel, a program that has mystified me for years. This learning quest also includes social media. I’ve used Facebook for years, but now I also use Pinterest, Twitter, and Instagram for my business.
I’m technically a Millennial (born in 82), but I certainly don’t feel like it.
Last week I posted an article on HealthyPlace about my fear of driving. It was a very personal article, and it was hard to admit the extent of my anxiety. I only drive when I really have to.
When I’m home in Toledo, I always let my husband drive, but when I attend classes and meetings at the Women’s Business Center in Cleveland, I’m on my own. When I get on the road, I want to turn back and sometimes I cry in the car.
However, I’ve noticed something interesting. I make it to Cleveland, and when I return home, it’s a rush. My dreams are stronger than my fears. My desire to be involved with the WBC outweighs my anxiety, so I drive to Cleveland anyway.
I’m still anxious, but every time I drive to Cleveland, it gets a little easier.
I am excited yet scared. I have a larger heat press, and I just bought a brand new vinyl cutter. I’m all set for adult sizes, right? Kind of.
The learning curve seems steep. Not only do I need to learn how to use this equipment, I also need to learn how to design for vinyl. Creating graphics for only one, two, or possibly three colors seems daunting.
The vinyl cutter is all set up, ready to go in our office. The software has been installed. Sometimes I just stand in the office staring at the cutter. It looks complicated. I have to admit, I’m intimidated.
However, I am fortunate enough to live within driving distance of the company I bought the cutter from, and later this month they are having a vinyl cutter boot camp. I’m saved! One hands-on, three-hour course for only $20!
This boot camp can’t come soon enough! I want to get over my fears and get to work!
Motherhood is not at all like I thought it would be. I’m sure it’s the same for every parent – you just have no idea what it’s really like until you’ve actually been there. It doesn’t matter how many books you read while you’re pregnant, you’re never really prepared. Motherhood is in many ways better than I had imagined, but also very difficult.
It’s exciting to watch my daughter learn new things. Every new word, new song, and new game is just amazing. We can’t wait to share every new first with family and friends. Her smile and laughter melt your heart, and you never want the snuggles to end.
However, there’s this awesome responsibility that you can’t quite grasp the gravity of until you become a parent. It’s ensuring the safety and well being of another person 24/7. It can be absolutely exhausting, mentally and physically. You can never go anywhere or do anything without planning or preparation.
As a new parent, I am learning just as much as my daughter. I had no prior experience with babies before I was pregnant. The first baby I ever held was my own.
I can’t wait for the conversations we’ll have as my daughter grows older. I’ll tell her all about our family. I want to hear about her likes and dislikes, and what she wants to be when she grows up.
I can’t imagine my life without my daughter. My life before she was born feels so foreign now. The responsibility is worth it, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.