Sheesh, you're tough. Today I crush your hat, and bend your cane. You can live in my spleen for awhile. Snuggle a kidney.
It's the new year, and I'm just getting around to feeling productive. I cleaned my workspace, and a clean workspace means a clean mind. It will last under a week.
Is it a resolution if you just want to get better at everything you do? That's what I strive for this year, and to enjoy the learning process.
All of my piles of paper are arranged into color-coded folders on my desk now:
Creative Writing Residencies
Virtual School Bus and Arts In Your Space programs
Central Casting & Casting Networks
Paper Kite Press & Paper Kite Books
This year, improvement everywhere. Little steps. I start a poetry residency with 8th graders tomorrow. The end of January is a hoop workshop. February is the start of a creativity workshop with friends that I hope will push up the confidence level. March is burlesque. The summer is memoir. Mingled throughout are performances, listening, writing, being. I'm happy to be alive, to learn, to love. Grateful for the chance to improve at anything at all.