A strange phenomenon of life is that we often procrastinate the biggest thing, the most challenging thing. For me it used to be drawing - all that pressure I put on myself to draw daily did not help. Now that my biggest challenge is writing the pilot script for Squishy Blueberry, I find myself drawing all the time. It's not clear whether lifting the pressure from drawing is what has made it more fun, if it's practice that makes it less scary, and/or if it's that, relatively, it seems fun compared to the challenge of writing and so now it's my new activity of procrastination. Whatever the reason, I am so glad to draw often, and find myself really enjoying it as a top 5 activity in my life, rather than feeling anxiety around it.
A rare, not rhyming poem!
You were everywhere,
Now you are nowhere.
Like an explosion of light
You spread everywhere at once.
Into every corner
Until there wasn’t anything
And everything was beautiful
And there was nothing that wasn’t love.
And just as quickly
Back to the nothingness
From which you came
The question now is
can I learn to create that light myself?
Heaven on earth is camping on an island near a waterfall with my best friend, Norba the turtle with friendly elephants nearby. What about you?
I am making progress on my book of poetry - the one I have been developing since winter of 2016, and which includes poems from way back in 2002!
As you may remember, I originally titled it "A Blueberry Book of Rhymes" and it was going to be for children ages 5 - 10. However, after hiring a professional children's book editor, I've changed my approach due to the abstract themes, and specific messages I realized are really more for my peers.
So, I've renamed the working title to "Musings for the Child at Heart" (there's a ring to it, yes?) and am targeting to teens and above (though there will be poems young readers will enjoy as well)
Here is one of my favorite recent poems, for which I created a mok-up illustration layout to give you a feel of how the book will look.
This is a drawing I made as a birthday card for my brother. I forgot to post it back in July. It's the last of the Where's Squishy series. Fun while it lasted, but I need Squishy back in the pics now!
I have a short and sweet poem to share for you on National Poetry Day, also honoring another special event on this day. It's in an "aabba" limerick format.
Today is a very special day
is an expression of my Inner Child, reminding me to have fun and make room for play, while teaching me lessons I did not integrate from Kindergarten about the imagination and believing in myself.