Creative Life

Do The Thing That Scares You

“If you cannot get away from those stories in your head, then you need to sit your butt in that chair.” ~ Gerri Russell

I have been on autopilot for the past couple days, feeling as though I am having an out of body experience as I watch myself go through the motions of normal, everyday life while allowing all the information that was hurled at me the previous few days to slowly leak its way into the processing part of my brain.

The past weekend was a whirlwind, a blur, at times a melodic symphony of soothing and encouraging words, and other times a slight cacophony to my delicate introverted ways. Because, you see, a while back I had this grandiose idea of attending my first writer’s conference with no magnificent manuscript in hand, no polished literary masterpiece, and ummm… (ha!) not even a concrete premise in mind for the 40,000 word slush pile I have stowed away on my computer like a wild, ravenous forest child guards her newfound loaf of stale bread. Continue reading

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Wanderlust I Must ~ A Bright & Minimalist Writing Nook

Image Credit ~ Unknown

A good writing space is essential. And every artist is different. Each and every one of us will thrive in a completely different environment from the next artist.

I hate that stereotypical perception that all creatives are messy. Maybe I’m not as creative as I hope I am (most likely not), but having a cluttered workspace and a litter-strewn desk is not helpful to me at all. It is not productive to the creative processes in my mind. It’s distracting. Because my procastinatin’ brain will find every little excuse possible (clean all the things!) to not write.

Hence why I need a clean, minimalist workspace. Plus, I just love the look and feel of minimalism. I like having only what I need (or maybe want, if functional) and having a proper space conducive to the task at hand.

I like the feel of clean, bright openness. To me, that frees my mind to think, to create. It’s as if it opens a portal to all the stories hidden away in the nooks and crannies of my mind.

So, I am jonesing on the above image I came across yesterday. The natural wood, the white desk and chair, and a large bright window are just beckoning me to sit down. To write. To create. It also helps that I love snow. ❄️

Happy Wanderlustin’!

xo~Frani 

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Be The Captain Of Your Cheerleading Squad

Puget Sound Sailboats

Lately, things have been… well, stalled really. It’s like my little bubble of the world decided to slow way the fuck down while the rest of the world keeps chuggin’ right the fuck along.

And, fuck.. I don’t even know.

That’s how I feel about it and every other fucking thing. I feel like an angsty 20 year old college girl who just got dumped, and I’m gonna drown my sorrows in some Zima and croon at the top of my lungs to Garbage’s “Stupid Girl”.

If any 20-somethings or maybe even 30-somethings are reading this, they’re probably like “Lol wut?”

And to them, I’ll just say “Fuck you. Learn some goddamn proper grammar. And then, read up on the awesome culture of the early 90s. Fuck.” Continue reading

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Making Time To Take Care Of Your Creative Self

To Do- Everything

Alright, internets. First step of recovery is admitting you have a problem, right?

Well, OK. Here goes…

I, dear internets, am a control freak.

I am a doer and not a delegator.

I am a firm believer in if you want something done right, you do it yourself.

I am a caretaker.

I am a clean freak.

I, dear internets, am exhausted.

More so mentally than physically, but exhausted, nonetheless.

People pop out mini versions of themselves so they are automatically granted a little army of minions to do all the annoying, time-consuming tasks of life like cleaning and such, right?

That’s what I thought.

Well, damn. I may be missing that boat. Continue reading

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Make Art With What You Have

Birds of Alki Beach Seattle

Alright, let’s just get this out in the open right now. It’s confession time.

I… *big deep breath*… am a PC user.

Yep. A quasi-creative individual such as myself uses a PC. And not just any PC. A tiny, old HP Pavilion DM1 that I’ve pushed to beyond its limits for the past four years or so running Photoshop and other intense, power-hungry applications.

Yep, I’ve edited photos on this thing. I cringe just thinking about it. I have no idea how my images truly look because yeah… a shoddy screen with a very small color gamut and horrible color accuracy to boot has been my go-to machine for image editing.

*shudder*

Yikes is right. Continue reading

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