All posts tagged: Creativity

Top 5 books for a creative walkabout

Whenever I hit an obstacle, my first inclination is to read all about it. Rationally, I want to read and learn in order to do better. (The “do better” part is the most difficult by far.) So yes, I’ve heap upon heap of books. Here, I list 5 books I love and keep returning to in my creative walkabout. These books inspire me, help me keep my humor and optimism intact, and provide expert advice. 1: The Joy Diet – Martha Beck Martha Beck is a genius! Whether you are in an emotional slump or just looking for a pep talk, Martha is for you. My volume of the Joy Diet is dog-eared, flagged, underlined, and scribbled in. In 10 menu items she describes the steps to a happier life. During my creative walkabout, the Joy Diet has once again become a fixture on my bedside table. I’ll leave you with a bit of Martha-wisdom: “Every time you voice your thoughts to a loved one, or cook a meal, or choose a new bar of …

The Artist’s Way

I’ve always known that I loved to write. From the moment, I could spell a few words, I wrote and drew stories. I loved it – and I still do. Writing makes my heart sing. I have recently worked with Julia Cameron and The Artist’s Way, which – if you don’t already know it – is a 12-week course in living with a greater sense of creativity. There is a short chapter to each week with a given focus and a number of exercises. Some of them, I have loved like delicate poetry and others, I slung cusswords at like a drunken sailor. However, I have learned a little something – or remembered a little something from each of them. The Artist’s Way is exhilarating in a way which defies description. It is like meeting the love of your life for the second time – you know, after you let him slip away the first time. The Artist’s Way is by no means an easy path. I have laughed, cried, and raged on my path …

Thoughts on creativity on a Sunday afternoon

I am taking a moment for myself, sitting with my computer at the dining room table. The washing machine is purring in the background and my four-year-old son and his many, many toys are all over the floor, but I don’t care. My father is trailing behind my son and their discussions of hoisting stuff with a toy crane and playing cops and robbers Lego-style fills the family room. Add coffee and…. Yes, this is a blissful Sunday. Luckily, it’s raining outside, so any thoughts of what I should be doing in the garden are superfluous. Instead, I sit here in the single mother’s version of alone and get to write. The ding, ding, ding of the washing machine, but then I get to write. J I’ve been thinking a lot about creativity as of late. Creativity can take so many forms, but in my opinion, it has telltale signs: a flutter inside, followed by an inner peace and a sense of rejuvenation. The sensations of creativity are addictive, and yet the discipline to sit …