“My desire to work- my desire to engage with my creativity as intimately and as freely as possible- is my strongest personal incentive to fight back against pain, by any means necessary, and to fashion a life for myself that is as sane and healthy and stable as it can possibly be. But that’s only because of what I have chosen to trust, which is quite simply: love. Love over suffering, always.” – Elizabeth Gilbert
It’s time to come clean with you all.
I’m having an affair.
Not with a person, okay.
With my muse, otherwise known as my creative inspiration. His name is Frank.
How do I know that his name is Frank? Probably because that’s his name.
Frank is a chain-smoker and, typical of the flaky artist, shows up when he feels like it. Chances are, if you’ve ever enjoyed something I’ve written, you have Frank to thank for it, not me. In fact, he is probably making me write this right now so that he receives due credit for his efforts.
Frank generally shows up for my most popular posts, and then takes off for a couple of weeks leaving me to feel like a desperate girlfriend awaiting his return. The joy I feel when he comes around quickly dissolves into the fear that he will never return again.Continue Reading