When I was a kid- my grade eight math teacher told our class about a mail-order scam where someone would put an ad in the classifieds–offering an ancient secret to becoming rich and famous. All you
I dream of a little cage, on the edge of a cliff, where I pretend to live contentedly, rather than learn to swim across the turbulent waters below. Lulled by
I reblogged this post from a few years ago I think I have come a long way from this but some of them still apply. Reasons I get stuck.
“Creativity is not a gift from the Gods bestowed by some divine and mystical spark. It is the product of preparation and effort and it’s within reach of everyone who
Fear can be transformed to courage. It can. It really can– but only when you face it. If I can face it you can. Last year at this time I
I find stories everywhere and I grab em when nobody’s looking. Sometimes the stories are attached to people I pass on the street. I take the stories home and make
It’s not the artist that makes the art. It’s the art that makes the artist. The art tests us. The art shapes us. The art leads us. We think we
People ask artists and writers “Where do you get your ideas?” I heard a story somewhere that when the brilliant science fiction and fantasy writer Roger Zelazny, was asked this
