A funny thing happened last Monday on the way from feeling listless and cranky. In the afternoon I was driving to Michael’s to pick up some supplies for a website Tom and I are working on, when I remembered an idea I had had several years ago, just a glimmer. Except that this time it brought its whole family. I started making notes when I got to the store, and by the time I was home again and had talked to Tom, it had a life of its own. I checked the Internet and, unlike most of my ideas, no one else was already doing it.
I’d hoped to have the website finished by this morning, but it’s not quite, so I’ll send you an email later in the week. What I seem to forget is that feeling restless and unproductive doesn’t just happen when I’m grumpy. Sometimes it’s the incubation period for a creative project that wants to be born, but doesn’t know how yet.
Someone (an inventor, a brilliant thinker) once wrote that people have at least one inspired idea every day, usually in passing, but few of us bother to remember it or write it down. It’s more of a kernel really, it doesn’t arrive full-blown, but it possesses great powers. His idea was to have a small notebook and capture these little gifts. I don’t have a notebook, but I’m trying to be more responsive.
Now the decluttering part: Last spring when I was giving more rides to friends, I cleaned out the inside of my car completely; I had the interior vacuumed and polished at the carwash. It never looked as if I were living in the car, but there were papers to push aside and cartons in the trunk on their way to the Goodwill. I can’t tell you how happy it makes me riding in a completely stuff-free car. Trunk too. And I find it’s no trouble to keep it that way.
I’d hoped to have the website finished by this morning, but it’s not quite, so I’ll send you an email later in the week. What I seem to forget is that feeling restless and unproductive doesn’t just happen when I’m grumpy. Sometimes it’s the incubation period for a creative project that wants to be born, but doesn’t know how yet.
Someone (an inventor, a brilliant thinker) once wrote that people have at least one inspired idea every day, usually in passing, but few of us bother to remember it or write it down. It’s more of a kernel really, it doesn’t arrive full-blown, but it possesses great powers. His idea was to have a small notebook and capture these little gifts. I don’t have a notebook, but I’m trying to be more responsive.
Now the decluttering part: Last spring when I was giving more rides to friends, I cleaned out the inside of my car completely; I had the interior vacuumed and polished at the carwash. It never looked as if I were living in the car, but there were papers to push aside and cartons in the trunk on their way to the Goodwill. I can’t tell you how happy it makes me riding in a completely stuff-free car. Trunk too. And I find it’s no trouble to keep it that way.
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