From Wild to Tiny Beautiful Things....just finished my second Cheryl Strayed book. She writes with her whole body. Her words touch something way deep down in me. And they are changing the way I think about certain things. I'm so grateful that she made the decision to "write like a motherfucker." In an article I read about her, she said this:
"You have to surrender to your mediocrity, and just write. Because it’s hard, really hard, to write even a crappy book. But it’s better to write a book that kind of sucks rather than no book at all, as you wait around to magically become Faulkner...
I’m not really a sports person, but there’s that saying, ‘Keep your eye on the ball.’ I would imagine it’s easier to hit something if you’re looking at it, right? Well, in writing you have to keep your eye on the ball too, but some people mistake what the ball is. The ball is not the New York Times Bestseller List; the ball is not even publication. Your writing is the ball. Focus on writing your very best – your writing, and nothing else. Because no matter how brilliant your work is, there will always be some people who are going to hate it and tell you it sucks, so focus on making your work important to you, and at least to some people, and that’s perfectly good enough.”
But, sometimes, even when you're writing/singing/dancing/acting(!) like a motherfucker, you still get stuck. In big ways or small ways. Sometimes you need gentle encouragement to keep going, sometimes you've hit the mother lode and it's bringing up a lot of old stuff, sometimes you just need a break.
And then there are just those times where you're not writing or singing or dancing or acting or creating at all - and you don't know why. The answer is in your body.
Wherever you are in your process, I welcome you to attend the next 1-Day Artists Workshop on Saturday, August 10th from 1-6pm (the next one is Saturday, September 14th). And if you are really ready to change old patterns and work through the resistance, come to the August 4-Week Evolving Artists Group.
Oh and for those of you who were wondering, my husband did not read my last newsletter. So, I am off the hook;-)