Downloaded an inexpensive book yesterday from Amazon called Getting Creative: Developing Creative Habits that Work by Drew Kimble. A fast read, in plain English, that deals with the "I don't have time" issue that artists in this crazy-busy world have to deal with. Good points about making habits and positive triggers that get the brain into the work zone more effectively and faster. Last night, while I wanted to get some work done, I was really tired and imploded a bit by 8pm, watching a nature documentary about kittens, bunnies, and Disco the parakeet on Channel 2 instead. I felt that reading the book was the least I could do to enhance my creativity. It is good to have books on hand to read when the body and mind just.can't.get.going. Still, I wish I could have gotten something done.
This morning I think it would be easier to list places in my body that are not calling attention to themselves through pain than the ones that are. I think about why, but know that is not helpful. It just is what it is. My best theory for why I am having such an extended flare is that I tapered down on the prednisone too rapidly, or that the low amount I've been on just isn't cutting it in controlling the problem. Either way, feeling like this for days on end is exhausting and I would really like a break. If only Arthur would listen...sigh.
Off for a day filled with creative experiences, laughter, and the fun that only a room full of middle school artists can bring. As for the physical state of being, "And this too will pass..."
What will you make today?