Closer to the Moon

Closer to the Moon

We’re sitting in the sanctuary waiting for the Saturday evening Hutchmoot session to begin when Ashley turns to me and asks, “Now, why aren’t you living here?”

I don’t have an answer. Not a good one at least. So I make something up (as I tend to do). She replies. I say more things. You know how a conversation goes. By the end she’s unswayed. “You should move here,” she says, and …

Pursuing Artistry: Part One

Pursuing Artistry: Part One

I want to be an artist. There, I said it. It sure took me long enough.

I’ve seen how great I can be. Creative. Organized. Imagine if I put all of my talents and efforts into promoting myself. What might happen?

So far I’ve been too afraid of failing to even try. I’ve realized though, why should anyone else believe in me if I don’t believe in myself?

I need to suck …