Sometimes life is a rabid wood chipper chewing you up and spitting you out the other side. Okay, that was a bit extreme. But you get it. Life can get messy and manic and leave you blinking, wondering where all …
Twelve Posts on Writing, Day Seven: Ugly first, then beautiful
I wanted to write this post close on the heels of the last, as they’re somewhat related. The other night I was working with PMC clay, making silver pendants to give as gifts. My ideas for the designs felt stilted. …