Creative Living Beyond Fear

I’m reading a new book.  It’s called Big Magic Creative Living Beyond Fear written by Elizabeth Gilbert.  Did I mention I’m like totally A.D.D. so I am also reading #GirlBoss by Sophia Amoruso, Sick in the Head Judd Apatow Conversations about Life and Comedy and  Good Wives Image and Reality in the Lives of Women in Northern New England 1650 – 1750 by Laurel Thatcher Ulrich.  I know, what about focus?  Focus be damned!  If my brain wants to go from one chapter of one book to a chapter of another book than so be it.  This is kind of the way I am with writing.  Hopping from one imagined world to another without really ever landing.    Someone described me once as a person who comes in with a lot of spinning plates.  I could see that.  This last week has been really great creatively.  I’m actually writing every day – stealing time whenever I can.  I am focusing (at least for the week) on Witch.  I haven’t forgotten about My Big Fat Jewish Christmas that one is like written but it just needs original music (in the place of original songs I have existing songs) and so to do that I’m joining a song-writers circle.  Damn I did it again.  I was trying to talk about Witch and how thankful I am that inspiration has invited me into this world.  I sincerely hope these characters – Mercy Bridgewood, Thomas Bridgewood, John Wright, Jenny James and Harrison Hughes — see the light of day but for now they are thoroughly entertaining me and it feels like I am taking dictation.  I love it when writing gets like that.  Maybe it’s because I’m reading Big Magic.   I’m also going to submit for those Theatre Creator’s Reserves.  At this point I am so enthralled and enamored with the world that is showing itself to me that for the first time while I write these grant proposal there is a sense of arrogance within me that I have never known.  Honestly, if “they” (whoever “they” are) read the proposal and don’t see what I see then it must mean a) it’s rigged or b) they are stupid.  I know, I know childlike not childish.  But it makes me feel better to write off (for now) the organizations that have rejected me – cause obviously they don’t know what they are doing.  But I guess it’s just my writer ego’s way of defending and protecting itself from the harsh reality that perhaps “they” just don’t like fun things at all.  Well, I stick my tongue out at you. 🙂 Final thought: I’m trying to trick my A.D.D. brain into thinking that it is doing a bunch of different things by writing Witch as a book, a play and a screenplay.  Who knows?  Maybe I’ll actually get something “done”.