Changing gears.

I’ve been working a lot lately, on a brand new project. It started when my daughter asked me to write a book for her. Which seemed easy enough, I figured I would rough out 25 pages and call it good. I did not expect it to come flooding out like a wave that now fills three books.

And in the meantime, since I can’t draw my way out of a paper bag, I have been creating the books characters.

I found myself in a “bedrest” situation, and since I don’t follow instructions well, decided that sitting at my craft table closely resembled the same thing.

My daughters book is a fantasy, Unicorns & princesses, dragons, and even a toad.

I’m having a ball learning new paper mache techniques, to go hand in hand with my mad sewing skills. It is such a simple thing to remove limitations on myself, yet I always forget to. With just a simple reminder, I achieve things I didn’t know I could.

It took me a long time to realize that my happiness lies in creating and writing. It’s a strange thing to say out loud, but after all this time, after so many years of searching, I would be  crazy not to follow my passions and where they lead. Especially when life has afforded me the opportunity to do so.