FRUIT OF THE VINE

Posted on June 27, 2019 by atimetoshare.me

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ART & POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER©

The vine is rooted in the ground, the tendrils weave and hold,

Leaves appear and small clusters form, in bunches they explode

Those leaves are made like hands you see, with veins spread deep inside,

The life that surges through this plant with care it will survive.

 

For fruit to grow upon the vine, fresh water it must drink,

The root must remain solid or plants choke in a blink,

The fruit relies upon the root to grow abundantly,

Producing luscious flavor which is  ineluctably.

 

When we are deeply rooted in the source of life alone,

When God gives us living water, we have become His own,

It’s now our obligation to feed others with this love,

So we all can be together rejoined in heaven above.

 

 

 

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SEEDS OF LIFE

Posted on June 24, 2019 by atimetoshare.me

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ART & POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER©

This week I’ll be featuring some of my art work.  I don’t paint often, but when I do it’s usually of flowers and garden scenes.  I’ll go back to Paul’s beautiful paintings again next week.

 

As rain fills the sky and large droplets invade the rocky spaces of the earth,

As moistures is sucked into waiting soil and refreshes as it brings life,

As dreams of new growth and bright, colorful flowers, dancing in the wind,

As birds search for sustenance within the deepest crevices,

A tiny seed lies waiting,

For just the right moment,

For just the right time,

When sun drops fill the air and give birth to living things,

When sun drops revive, restore and rebuild,

The Son has risen indeed!

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THE VOICE OF GOD

Posted on June 22, 2019 by atimetoshare.me

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A number of years ago my husband was diagnosed with prostate cancer.  He opted for radiation treatment which not only took his cancer away, but left him weakened and extremely tired.  When he returned to the urologist and had another PSI test, the doctor told him that the radiation did the trick, but asked what he wanted to do about the cancer.  The question made no sense to him.  If the cancer was gone why did he need further treatment?

He left the office confused.  We talked about it and the effects he had from the radiation.  We talked about a future that might challenge his quality of life.  We prayed and prayed and he talked privately with God.  When he returned to the doctor he said that he had discussed the situation with God and decided to go no further with surgery or other treatment.

The doctor was astounded that he talked with God.  He asked Paul if God answered him.  Paul said that the peace he felt in his decision was God’s answer to him.  Of course God didn’t physically speak to my husband, but through the Bible he was able to gain comfort , strength and confidence to let God do His work.

I’m not here to tell you to disregard the advice of your doctor. The point I’m trying to make is that we have the King of Creation available to us 24/7 and that resource can help us to make difficult decisions.  When we struggle with health issues, money problems, relationship conflicts and any other dilemma which causes great stress, we often forget to turn to the One who has given us His unconditional love and eternal life.

The Bible is filled with stories of conflict, desire, hatred, health problems and every problem a human being comes into contact with in life.  Our prayers are our way of communicating with God.  He hears them. Sometimes His answers don’t fit our desires, but they are for our good.  There are answers that need to wait for the right moment.  There are also negative responses to our prayers, because He knows what the plan is for our life.  He designed it.  The fact is that all of our prayers are heard by Him.

When we search the scriptures, we will find God’s voice resonating back to us.   The days of God speaking to people through burning bushes and handwriting on walls are long gone.  The truth of those times has been written down for us in His inspired Bible.  God’s voice is in those words.

When you’re faced with difficult situations – when life seems to be smacking you alongside the head – when you feel that everyone and everything is against you, find some quiet time to be alone with God.  You can do that by communicating your words to Him through prayer.  His Holy Spirit will even intercede when you don’t feel you have the right words.  Then search the scriptures.  Ransack the Bible, because in that book you will hear God’s voice.

 

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STAYING ALIVE

Posted on June 22, 2019 by atimetoshare.me

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Another of my favorite paintings reeks of nostalgia.  This old barn has been converted into a wedding and event venue.  What’s old has become new again.  It’s been restored for a different use, but the memories of old still linger.

ORIGINAL ART & POETRY BY PAUL AND KATHY BOECHER©

A cobblestone path, surrounded by trees

Leads up to a house constructed of mortar and brick,

With shutters for shade, preventing a freeze,

The doors were not locked, its light was a lone candlestick,

 

A fire to cook on and warmth to provide,

When days danced through autumn and trees lost their splendor,

More wood would be needed for warmth inside,

They never complained though bodies grew worn and tender,

 

A plain, simple house, with acres to till,

A place to call home, with labor that required hours,

A long time ago the time oft stood still,

But springtime allowed them to smell freshly cut flowers,

 

They looked to the earth to provide their food,

They planted the seeds and waited for God’s nourishment,

They harvested crops, gave thanks for the good,

They never gave up or gave in to discouragement.

 

That old fashioned life is all but forgot,

We depend upon others to provide for our needs,

God takes a back seat, but gone He is not,

We believe we control and rely on our deeds,

 

Our deeds do not save, our works are outcomes,

Of hearts that are thankful for all that Jesus has done,

He set our souls free, our sin He becomes,

When He died on a cross, our victory o’er death He won.

 

 

 

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MY WRITING JOURNEY

Posted on June 21, 2019 by atimetoshare.me

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On April 4th of this year I began keeping a journal of my writing progress.  That’s a total of 78 days.  I’m learning a great deal about the process itself.  I’m learning very little about how to actually get a book into print without investing my life savings (about $1.98 right now) into the project.  That and the fear of rejection have stifled me along the way.

78 days may not seem like a long time, but in that time two very dear friends passed away, we had to put our dog to sleep, we’ve counseled folks going through job losses, marital issues, parenting and health issues.  We’ve struggled with our own aches and pains.  The aging process often interferes with the things we want to accomplish.

I’ve also gotten back into the swing of a regular rehearsal schedule for a play I’ll appear in next month.  The garden has been calling to me for attention.  School is out which means more time with my granddaughter.  All of this is fodder for another piece of writing I suppose.  It seems something always gets in the way of actual producing a physical book.

I’m at that critical point in the writing process known as editing.  I put the work away for a while.  I have a couple people reading it for feedback.    In a way I feel like I’m procrastinating, but I want to do this the right way and feel like a fish out of water.

  • Should I hire someone to edit?  No dough.
  • Should I go through it one more time and make the adjustments myself?  Too slow.
  • Should I have a friend or relative read it?  I don’t know.
  • Should I put it away for another seven years and hope I live long enough to see it get published?  Novels on trees do not grow.
  • Should I bite the bullet and send it off as is and pray that someone will have the foresight to publish?  Maybe so.
  • Should I start over and write something totally different?  I don’t have the get up and go.

I remember when I was in direct sales and told that the hardest door to open was my own.  That saying has stuck with me over time, but the door doesn’t get any easier to open unless you feel confident in your ability.  Any art form today can be duplicated and reproduced, thus taking some of the value away from it.  Who suffers the most?  The one who creates the work in the first place.

The thought of hiring an agent makes the old cash register ka-ching.  Self-publishing can cost a lot of money too.  As I investigate the options there really aren’t a lot.  I will continue to check around.  In the meantime my novel sits on the shelf until I get up the nerve and the time to revisit it.

Any suggestions from my writer friends out there in blogville will be most greatly appreciated.  A kick in my backside will also be appreciated.

 

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THROUGH THE HAZE

Posted on June 21, 2019 by atimetoshare.me

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ART & POETRY BY PAUL T. & KATHY BOECHER©

Shades of grey, crimson and yellow dot the landscape with a magical mist,

Covering a multitude of sins,

I wonder if this is how we look to God?

Covered with a veil of repentance and grief over past sins,

Shrouded in a haze of uncertainty,

No!  God looks at us and sees only His Son and what He has accomplished,

We no longer carry the undistinguishable, the hidden, the burden,

It has all been washed away in the blood of the lamb,

No longer are we seeped in darkness, no longer in fear,

God has forgiven the world through His own Son, Jesus,

Let His love shine through us and bring that light to others.

 

 

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JULIE’S FRIDAY FUNNY

Posted on June 21, 2019 by atimetoshare.me

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WALLY’S FRIDAY FRYDADDY FUNNY

Posted on June 21, 2019 by atimetoshare.me

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HOW DID YOUR DAY START?

Posted on June 20, 2019 by atimetoshare.me

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Yesterday was a lovely day.  I made it through the first day of my 78th year on earth – received many good wishes – spent time with my granddaughter and topped it off with a visit with a dear friend who took us out to dinner.

Today started with similar style as the sun woke me up.  Sun in your eyes first thing in the morning is a good beginning in my opinion.  Still bathing in the afterglow of yesterday I was excited to start another day of almost summer with energy and excitement.  I looked all over for my husband.  I knew he was somewhere about, finally realizing he was outside with his first cup of coffee, enjoying that first glimpse of sunlight.

Actually it wasn’t his first glimpse. He was up at 5 AM to look at his tire – the one he pulled a short nail from last night.  The tire was deflated.  Fortunately we have a little compressor to fill tires and he’s currently working on that.  Of course a part is missing from the air pumper thingy so he’s now searching for the part. That’s step two of this adventure.  He’s scheduled to meet with his plein air painting group this morning at 9  and is hoping to get the tire filled enough to drive to the tire store when it opens at 8. I  wonder what step three will be.

As I write this, I’m thinking of how we plan our days and think those plans are going determine the course of the day, only to be interrupted with a new challenge.  Sometimes I think these little glitches are there to remind us that God is in charge no matter how much we think we are.  We can set goals, organize thoughts, map out the plans and even carry out those things just as we planned, but if we don’t ask God to be with us as we move forward, we can almost always count on little wake up calls to let us know that He’s got this.

Our human nature tells us that we must be masters of our own world.  The world tells us that we are in control.  The devil wants us to think we are, so he pushes all the buttons to make us think we’ve got this.  Simple problems can become huge if we let them, or they can be little blips which set up road blocks for our journey.  The way we look at them has so much to do with where we wind up.

The tire will get filled, or a new one will be installed.  The original plan for the morning has been changed slightly, but it might have prevented something else that could’ve been an even greater problem.  I don’t expect God to solve all my problems, but I do know that he has a plan for everything that happens in our lives. Therefore I’m confident that His plan is always the best.  Trust in him always and lean not on your own understanding.

 

 

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I’M NOT A TREE!

Posted on June 19, 2019 by atimetoshare.me

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There’s something about a tree.  When it grows old it has gained great stature.  It has reached towards heaven and branched out in many directions.  The circles on your trunk indicate how many years you’ve endured.  People on the other hand, usually lose their height as they age.  The bend differently than they did 40 years ago.  They aren’t as resilient and the circles around their girth indicate that they’ve overindulged for too long.

I refuse to let my age get the best of me.  Instead of feeling old I’ve decided to consider myself a huge barrel of wisdom and knowledge.  I’ve accumulated years of both, along with experience and the scars to prove it.

I used to think 77 was ancient.  That was when I was about twelve.  With each passing year, I’ve discovered that anything older than me was over the hill.  Now in the golden years of life, 125 is looking old and I feel like a young whippersnapper.

I remember growing up in a classroom that still used black chalk boards.  I had a teacher of ample size who always wore black.  When she approached that chalk board, I imagined she must’ve been at least 60.  She’d apply the chalk and create a sentence and erase the same all in one sweep.  Her black dress was apparently smudged with white in conspicuous places when she turned around.  That woman was undoubtedly more like thirty, but to me she looked almost twice that age.

I guess you’re as old as you feel and there are plenty of times when I feel like Methuselah, but I certainly wouldn’t want to live as long as he did.  Today the seventies are considered the new fifties.  I think someone approaching seventy came up with that one.  Aging doesn’t have to indicate the end of living.  In fact in this stage of life, you have more time to think about things like the beauty of God’s creation – the joy of watching your children and grandchildren succeed – the comfort in knowing that this is not the end of life, but much more like the beginning.

So happy birthday to me.  I don’t have one foot in the grave yet.  I’m not a tree.  I am a child of God and life is good.  He allowed me this day as a gift.  I can’t wait to meet him personally to thank Him for it.

 

 

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LOVE CONQUERS ALL

Posted on June 19, 2019 by atimetoshare.me

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ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER

Two lives mingle into one,

Of one mind,

One spirit,

One body,

Tempted at times by distractions,

Yet always returning to each other,

God watches over these creatures,

As He sustains us in marriage,

Never leaving,

Always faithful,

Watching and protecting,

Cuddling us in His arms,

Lifting us when we fall,

Teaching us to depend on Him,

And each other,

Breaking us,

Through all kinds of peril,

Building us,

Through disappointment,

Through misunderstandings,

And always returning to Him,

For guidance.

 

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EXCESS BAGGAGE

Posted on June 17, 2019 by atimetoshare.me

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“Only by going alone in silence, without baggage, can one truly get into the heart of the wilderness. All other travel is mere dust and hotels and baggage and chatter.” John Muir

We moved into our new “old” house almost three years ago.  At that time we had to downsize everything, because the house is half the size of the one we left behind.  Since both my husband and I had a huge collection of stuff, that meant letting go of a lot of things that were dear to us.  Since that move, we’ve been struggling to unpack all the things that managed to get stored in our one car garage and shed.

Some things we simply could not part with.  We’ve come up with a way to reuse some of the excess baggage which will never make it into the house. Instead we’ve begun to use some of those things in our outside area.  We have a large lot, so we’re filling the space with interesting recycled furniture, newly created sculptures out of odds and ends and things that we’ll never use again.

Being married to an artist has a lot of advantages, because this man of mine has the vision to see things and how they can be used to become part of the environment.  For a couple years we have had piles of unused wood stacked in various locations in our yard.  At one time it looked like a giant Jenga game.  He is now making use of those pieces as part of the landscaping.  Many will get sculpted, some won’t, but they’re being used instead of being piled into a heap.

We’ve created several little sitting areas, which each has its own personality.  Secret gardens and places to sit, also allow us to work and relax in those areas, because we can take little breaks as we work.

Eventually, our yard may become a showplace or an eyesore, depending on your point of view, but in the meantime we’re putting our excess baggage to use in new ways and we might even be able to get a car into our garage.

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MEMORIES OF SUMMERS PAST

Posted on June 17, 2019 by atimetoshare.me

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I hear there’s such a thing as a “stay-cation,” which allows you to sleep in your own home while visiting local sites of interest.  That sounds like a good plan to me.  We do have a lot of interesting things to see right here in Minnesota, like flour mills, fur trading camps, lakes and rivers galore and the Mall of America.  Somehow  those places don’t hold the allure they once did.  In fact, our vacations always included some adventurous place which would take us as far away from home as possible without breaking the bank.

When you get into your golden years, a vacation sounds more like work, so we opt for watching the travel channel for our journeys.  I can’t help recalling some of the family trips we took when our children were growing up.  There was their first camping excursion with our first two kids.  The tent was set up.  We roasted marshmallows on the open fire, hiked, looked for signs of wild animals and explored the beauty of nature.  When it was time to go to sleep the kids were so tired their eyes closed instantly. In the meantime, we enjoyed the fire for a little longer and then went off to our sleeping bags.

It might be important to note that I am a city girl.  I’d never gone camping before.  My husband, on the other hand, is a great adventurer and even though he was brought up in the city, he knew everything about the outdoors.  It wasn’t long before rain began to fall gently upon our little tent.  Within seconds torrents ripped through the campsite and the wind had fiercely tossed our tent about – with us in it.

My husband immediately outside the tent trying to secure it to a tree so we wouldn’t be gone with the wind. Did I mention he was clothed only in his underwear.  I stayed inside and tried to help keep the tent upright by pushing on the walls.  Not a good idea.  Water began to drip down my arms and into my armpits. This was not the first or last time, but my life passed quickly before my eyes as I pictured myself and my family being swept into oblivion.  An abundance of prayers were said by both of us as the storm raged around us.

The children slept through the entire event. We, on the other hand were soaking wet and completely exhausted.  The next day as we spent the morning at the Laundromat drying our clothes and sleeping bags, we heard that a tornado had touched down in our campground the night before.  And there we were in the midst of it.

Since that vacation, I much prefer staying at a Holiday Inn, but it did prove one thing to me. If my kids could sleep through a tornado in a tent under the stars, they were ready for anything.  It also showed me that God was there to protect us even in the storm.  It wouldn’t be the last time or the last storm.

  “Then they cried out to the LORD in their trouble, and he brought them out of their distress. He stilled the storm to a whisper; the waves of the sea were hushed.They were glad when it grew calm, and he guided them to their desired haven. Let them give thanks to the LORD for his unfailing love and his wonderful deeds for mankind.”                   \ Psalm 107:28-31

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VACATION TIME

Posted on June 17, 2019 by atimetoshare.me

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ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

The city life has strangled you, in every single way,

You pack the car, the wife and kids and make your getaway.

You fight the traffic and the heat, you long for the serene.

You need a place to hide away, a different kind of scene,

The fence has seen its better days, the roof is leaking too,

Mosquitos fill the air at night, to get a taste of you,

The rooms are small and crowded, you think it holds such peace,

A place where you can get some rest, your troubles to release,

A cabin in the woods is great, a tent will also do,

Get further from the noise of life and touch the morning dew,

A sleeping bag under the stars will fill the space within,

But I prefer my bed at home or at nice clean inn.

 

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WANTED – A FATHER

Posted on June 14, 2019 by atimetoshare.me

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There is no real job description associated with the title of father.  Many men have fathered children, but are not fathers to them.  It takes a man of real character and strength to be a good dad.  If you were to fill out a resume for the position, which would be rare in itself, you might see something like this list of qualifications

Wanted – man to fill the following requirements.

  • Must have strong moral values.
  • Be willing to fill a management position.
  • Able to act as counselor, disciplinarian, validator, encourager, teacher, life coach, financial advisor/provider, and spiritual leader.
  • Experience: None.
  • Pay: None.
  • Benefits: Unlimited.

It’s not an easy job and it certainly isn’t always what you hope it would be. At times it can be thankless, frustrating and one of the hardest things you will ever have to do in life. There are days when you can’t seem to do anything right. Today society is placing a stigma on the very job of fatherhood. A woman can now get artificially inseminated. She can hire a nanny to care for her children. Our government provides for single mothers in a way that a husband used to.

Who needs a man? A child does. It is so important for the father to be involved in the raising of his children. It’s even more important that the man leans on God to help him do the job. With God at the head of the household the task not only becomes easier, it becomes a blessing.

Thank you, Lord for fathers and for their impact on future generations. They are a gift from you. Thank you also for providing mentoring male role models for families that no longer have dads in their lives. May their role be recognized and revered as you established it to be.  Amen

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RAISE THE FLAG

Posted on June 14, 2019 by atimetoshare.me

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Originally posted 06/14/2018

A country’s flag is a symbol of what that country stands for and believes.  The American flag is no exception.  With its stripes, we’re reminded of the thirteen original colonies which fought for her independence from a tyrannical country across the sea.  We see representation of the fifty states which make up the United States of America in the white stars on a field of blue.

Many believe that the first flag was designed and by Betsy Ross.  This was substantiated by Ross’ own family members, but the truth is a man named Francis Hopkinson was commissioned to design flag by the Continental Congress, according to journals from that organization.  Betsy was a seamstress and it’s likely that she fashioned the first flag.

Walmart claims that they sold around 115,000 American flags on September 11, 2001, as compared to 6,400 flags on the same date in 2000.  I remember that being one of my first thoughts after the terrorist attack of 9/11.  I felt compelled to buy a flag and display it in support of my country – but there were none to be found.  For that one day in my memory, the flag was a hot commodity.

Flags have been placed at half staff to honor those who have died.  We raise the flag to honor our heroes.  We fly the flag as a show of support for our nation.  We salute the flag to show how much we love our country.  Flags have been used to drape coffins.  They then are folded and handed to the closest next of kin.  We place flags on graves of fallen soldiers.  A flag was placed on the moon when the Americans landed there so many years ago.  The Star Spangled Banner was written during war time, by Francis Scott Key, and is referred to as waving over the land of the free and the home of the brave.

On the other hand, flags have been spat upon, used in demonstrations against the policies of our country.  They’ve been burned, torn and destroyed as a show of protest.  Somehow, over time, our flag has been abused and scorned.

It’s time to restore our love of country again.  It was founded on Judeao /Christian value, placing its trust in God. We need to be strong in defending her to the death.  In spite of mistakes made, corruption, the power of the devil and fake news, we still live in the greatest country around – where we have the right to stand up for our flag.

HAPPY FLAG DAY! 

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WALLY’S FRYDADDY FRIDAY FUNNY

Posted on June 14, 2019 by atimetoshare.me

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JULIE’S FRIDAY FUNNY

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CONTRAST

Posted on June 14, 2019 by atimetoshare.me

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This is another favorite of Paul’s art.  The stark contrast of the lone white tree in the center of darkness is so true of us once we have become part of Jesus’ family.  We stand out from others, not because we are better or that we’ve earned our way to heaven, but because our God is so good that He loves us and washes us clean in spite of our darkness.

ART & POETRY FROM PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

The world is filled with darkness, the sky is filled with clouds,

The hold of sin entwines you,  the weeds encase like shrouds,

But in that deepest sadness, one light remains unmoved,

His arms reach out to hold you, your life will be improved,

Just ask that Light to guide you, repent and follow Him,

By giving up the darkness, new life in you begins.

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MY WRITING JOURNEY

Posted on June 13, 2019 by atimetoshare.me

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Most people have a preconceived idea about artists.  Some think being one requires living in squalor, experiencing all areas of life and staring at the face of a computer all day.  While others imagine the debonair, carefree lifestyle of one who has tons of money and needs to fill their time.  There are also those who think that an artist is full of themselves, arrogant, time squanderers who can’t manage to get a real job.

The truth is an artist may be all of those things.  A painter or sculptor may spend days weeks and even years on a piece of work which can easily be duplicated and sold for so much less by mechanical means.  A dancer works on a piece of choreography for weeks only to injure a calf muscle and be unable to perform. A musician strive for years to compose a complicated orchestral piece and die the day before it’s performed.  A writer can write every day with discipline and dedication to the art form only to have his work disappear into cyberspace in just an instant.

As a writer I’ve made it a habit to write at a certain time of day so that I am able to remain on top of my craft.  I write about things I’ve experienced or know about.  I write because it’s an inner thing which I can’t not do.  I’ve published a few things, but always seem to fail when it comes to the submission part of the work, because of my low self confidence and unworthiness.  I’ve never felt good enough at what I do.  I suppose that has to do with having such high expectations.

Today anyone can be an artist.  The proof is in the fact that there are so many out there.  The competition is fierce.  To self-publish is the norm.  Book publishers are almost a thing of the past.  It’s kind of like the magic has been taken out of authorship.  No more do you hear about an Edgar Allen Poe, dug deep into the depths of depression – alone – suffering – pondering on thoughts of death and suicide.  Well, maybe Stephen King, but I don’t know the guy.  The multi-layered tales of Sherlock Holmes and the character driven stories of Victor Hugo are classic, but who are the classic writers of today?

Maybe I should be satisfied with my desire to write and not so concerned with my success.  I believe once we let ourselves write for the sake of feeling the need to, we are freeing ourselves to do our best writing.

 

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