Almost every Monday, I leave my studio at some point during the day and head to Starbucks where I write my “Monday Musings” post. I do this because my mind seems to clear of it’s usual thought processes the minute I change environments; ideas/topics somehow find their way to the surface with ease.
But today, it just didn’t happen. I went to Starbucks…and goodness knows, I wrote (pages and pages!)…but a viable idea/topic just didn’t surface. Sure, I filled pages with words…but in my mind, there’s “reporting” and then there’s “writing”, i.e., having something to say. And I prefer to post the latter…
I’d like to believe that the absence of brilliant content (ha!) in today’s post is because I ran into a few familiar faces; it’s always easy to blame lack of focus on distractions…but the fact of the matter is that today, I couldn’t put together a cohesive paragraph for the life of me!!!
Sure, I could go back in my journal and transcribe something I wrote last week or even last month…but why? What value would that be to anyone…especially myself? (Because here in my crafty little world, I am the queen of my own kingdom which means it’s all about me!) Seriously though, looking to the past for today’s post just doesn’t seem right or real…so I’d rather just be honest and tell those of you who do read my blog posts that today, I just don’t have “it”…but I am still putting pen to paper (and fingers to keyboard).
There’s a great quote on the wall of my studio which I believe speaks specifically to days like today:
But the gift is nothing without the work.”
- Emile Zola
Work…one of my favorite four-letter words. I think that our “work’ is not necessarily what we do on our good days…rather I think the “work” is what we do on the days when we feel like we just don’t have “it”; when ideas aren’t flowing and all we see around us are too many pieces of art that still need to be finished.
I believe that these are the days we need to give ourselves an extra serving of patience and have faith that somehow, we will find our way through the creative wasteland…and instead of giving in to frustration and apathy, we face the challenge head on, and sit down and write or paint or whatever we do when we create. Who knows what might happen? Maybe we’ll sit down without a thought of what to say or do and something good will come out of it…because whenever we embark on a creative journey, we rarely end up in the same place that we started.