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My Oldest Friend

“My oldest friend, my fiercest foe”

This is how singer/songwriter Harry Chapin described music, and how I feel about the blank page.

The blank page at once frightens me and also exhilarates every nerve and neuron. I get a rush of euphoria. I feel the weight of dread.

Each blank page provides so much possibility…for relief, for adventure, and for disappointment or failure.

 

The blank page is the ocean.

You can ride upon it, dive in, go under and drown in it. You can swim for days, get lost, find an island, and be eaten alive.

Ah,

Eternally Grateful for the Ending that Wasn’t

They all lived happily ever…pleased me as a child. Even as an adult, I like a story to have a “happy ending.” In real life, though, how many happy endings are there, really? I shudder to think.

I often Focus on Beginnings

For example, the beginning of Marcus, my first and only child: A beautiful (of course) son, born with deep blue eyes (which stayed blue), a heart defect (which needed repair), and a triplicate of the 21st chromosome.

When he was nearly two years old and weighed only 18 pounds, I carried him

Where Creativity Grows

For those of you new around here, creating is a big deal in our house. Marcus, Quinn, and I are creative souls. 

Our home is full of storytelling, improv, and music. And love allows for, promotes, and pushes us to keep creating. We create together and encourage separately, it’s an important dynamic in our love for each other and our love of art, music, words, stories, and on and on…

The starving artist and other tropes that define creativity as coming only from pain (are) frequent and believed as the only

A Home of Love and Laughter

Today we join the Love Blog Challenge and the topic is laughter. Hmmm…How do love and laughter combine? Many many stories come to mind.

A Lifetime of Laughter

Before we married, Quinn told me an anecdote from the old sitcom “Night Court.” The characters included the goofy judge, the “together” lawyer, and the grumpy-old-lady-guard. The “together” lawyer was lamenting the goofy judge’s capacity for silliness, how could they succeed in a forever relationship together when he refused to “grow up”? Concerns for his responsibility weighed upon her mind and the prospect of their