My father had a love affair with Germany. For all I know, he had a love affair IN Germany, but he doesn’t talk about such things. Not directly, anyway.
“Get those pictures out of the closet, Linda. Those ones of me in the army.”Continue Reading
I sat in the back quadrant of the room, off to the right. When he sidled up to me, I dug my fingernails into particle board and plastic. I tried to be quiet, but I still think I let out a little sigh.Continue Reading
Being creative can be draining, don’t you think? The constant need to make something, write something, draw something—it depletes the essence of the human spirit, THE required ingredient for creativity.
I read an interview with Joss Whedon, the writer/director/producer/composer/actor/comic book artist. (Sheesh. Just typing all that made me tired.) I recently saw his take on “Much Ado About Nothing,”—a movie I enthusiastically recommend, by the way—but I read the interview because of his discussion of creativity. Continue Reading