Ever Bethany

I know, I haven't really posted here forever, and I've been almost as bad about reading my f-list. -_- Or on commenting, anyway.

I've been running full-tilt at things, not all of which are important, but all of which seem URGENT. Work. Yarn-making. Tumblr.


Tumblr, which really could be a full time job. Not being paid for it is probably about all that's saving me from taking it more seriously than I do.

My suit-fashion blog just went over 1000 posts and 275 followers, in the weeks on either side of its first anniversary, which is pretty awesome. It's a silly little thing, but I'm proud of it anyway. XD

I had pulled back to only prepping two posts, and my traffic had slowed just...just enough that I finally decided to see if going back to three made that big of a difference. It's so weird. It does. And I have better momentum to keep it updated.

[break in a scramble to add comment/tags to the post that went up at 7:00 because I belie myself]

Anyway.

I just have so many things to do in the day.

I'm hoping my second read-through of the Artist's Way will help me weed out more unhelpful things, and I'll be able to get even more out of the disciplines and deal with less em0angstifarian side of things.

I've been working through this book, which was a gift from fabricalchemist some time ago.

Long overdue for some kind of structure to push through a dry spell, and not finding anything in my usual avenues, I cracked it open at the same time I decided to cut my Internet entertainment way back for a while.

I hadn't looked at it at all, but finding out it was going to involve journaling a significant amount, I was okay to try it. I would have time freed up anyway.



It's got a pop-psychology tone, but at the same time it jives with what I know already about the creative pursuit:
If you don't make yourself sit down to it, nothing happens.
If you sit down, but you just live in a state of criticism about what you do, it doesn't go anywhere.
Using your creativity is a mandate, not a luxury.
And most importantly, if you don't take care of your own soul, your own self, you are fighting a deficit from which to try and create.



I'm in the middle of week three, continuing to be surprised by how relevant it is to me, and how much a little attempt to change my attitude can lighting things up.

I think just whining into a diary for a while every morning let's me start thinking about something else the rest of the day, for starters...

( some more personal realizations--weight, guilt topics )