Seven months of being homeless has taken a toll on me physically.
I am still not back up to snuff yet. I come to my new apartment dragging.
And not the fun kind of dragon Midnight assures me.
I have begun to tackle NIGHT SEASONS again ... slowly.
Two monster hurricanes one after another, an ice storm coming to chill things up.
working 10 hours straight on Easter ...
Sometimes I manage only a paragraph, sometimes only a sentence ... but it is a darn fine sentence. :-)
To inspire myself, I read passages from favorite authors, essayists, or poets:
"Live your questions now, and perhaps even without knowing it, you will live along some distant day into your answers."
- Rainer Maria Rilke
And I remind myself the greatest artists produced their masterpiece one brushstroke at a time.
I even got inspiration from a scene from a Sci Fi comedy, RESIDENT ALIEN, appropriately entitled
THE END OF THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT
Where a dejected former Olympian champion
climbed the wall of an icy fissure with a broken hand and one ice pick to save her one friend
to the tune of MARCH OF FLAMES:Where do you find inspiration to keep on when you feel yourself flagging?
Published on April 07, 2021 08:00