August 27, 2014

Me

The Art of Being Uncomfortable

I love children's books. You know that! I adore writing them, and fiddling with words that somehow, someday, might jumble together, form something legible, jump into a real book, and maybe even make it into a child's hands... Words are music for me, and I love all the melodies and harmonies that arrange themselves in a story.

As convenient as it might be, I am not an illustrator. 

But who cares? If you get the urge to draw a stone house with a blue door, then I think you should do just that.

I drew a stone house. With a blue door.

I didn't  know how. I just started fiddling. And humming, and since it was still summer, and the kids were happy, I went ahead and painted that house for FOUR hours.

I've noticed how I've become more fearful as I've aged. Guess what? Drawing stone houses, and trying to knit, and taking your kids on adventures to places you've never dreamed of visiting, and learning a new language--why not? Why not. Being uncomfortable as you learn new things builds character--it makes you humble--it makes you courageous! and it can be contagious, inspiring others to try and fail, and try again.

Happy weekend, friends...

"Life is either a daring adventure or nothing at all." Helen Keller