It is a new day. A Wednesday to be more correct. The sun is shining. The birds are shirping outside my window. I sound polly annaish. I feel a little rusty today writing. I took another pause from writing and I do feel it. I feel a little strain in my creative flow. I don't know much but I know blah blah...Just write. I sat down here this morning I am writing, that is part of the internal battle that can rage inside of every creative person. The battle between that voice that says you can and go for it and the other mean voice that says no way how dare you think you can write... Shut up you meany....greenbeany....The voice that says I can is winning if I am writing the word greenbeeny. Very silly.
My fingers are still moving. I don't really know what comes next...that is the great mystery..the the magic beans of the land of the imagination. I am thinking how many times have I used the word bean in this writing. Anyway... I am feeling more chippier.. not a real word..cause I think I made it up. I like making up words..you try it sometime.
peace
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