April 14, 2014 by musehick
The week has been a little sketchy on the writing front – I know some of what I wrote, but I know that I didn’t write nearly as much as usual. Some things have been going on offline, as one would expect, and that surely is going to impact here on the internet.
I have been finding out more about my mum, and more about my dad, which means more about myself. All this is great for both my actual life and my creative life (you notice I am imposing some artificial boundary between the two). To say I am enjoying this rekindled relationship is vast understatement … it was kind of unexpected, but greatly appreciated.
My health in the week has pushed back against me, and what does that mean? That I haven’t been listening to it. Why? Arrogance perhaps. Anyway – in a couple of cases I feel like I made a breakthrough. Art is a by-product of living, has an effect on living, which cause the living to make more art, and the cycle keeps going.
I am getting back on the horse though, or getting more comfortable I should say.