New week, new year, new decade!
The holidays were fantastic this year–as many of you know, I spent Christmas in Santa Monica with Wendy and Jeremy–and celebrated New Year’s right here at home. I like to assess things quietly then, looking back and looking ahead, but not getting stuck in either place. I try to remember that the Present Moment is where I’m supposed to live. That is usually quite difficult for me, given the qualities of an active imagination–I honestly believe we are each a micro-universe, in effect, though I couldn’t explain the theory scientifically. (I can’t explain much of anything scientifically, when you get right down to it.) Being a writer gives me a great excuse to spend at least part of every day exploring imaginary ranches, getting to know new characters and revisiting old ones.
I’m sure some decry the end of the long holiday hiatus, but this cowgirl is pushing up her sleeves and all but shouting, “Yeehaw!”
I’m glad to get back to “work”, spinning new stories. I’ve got some new paintings in progress, too, and a pile of ATCs (artist trading cards) in various stages of development. Doing art feeds and renews my imagination in a way I can’t really describe–scientifically or otherwise.
I’d love to hang around and chat, but the truth is, I’ve got a hot date in Blue River, Texas, with a real cute cowboy named Austin McKettrick.
Make it a good day.