This morning, I came across a note to myself that says: "Maybe I should give up quilting." This was a scary thought for me. I've been quilting for over two decades. I have a studio full of fabric, thread, batts, and unfinished quilts. It's not uncommon for me to think I need to cut back... Continue Reading →
Creativity is a Feast, Not a Diet
I woke up with this phrase in my head: "Writing is a feast, not a diet." It had nothing to do with my dreams, so I wasn't sure where the idea came from. I recognized at once its similarity to a quote from a movie I love: Auntie Mame (1958). Life's a banquet and most poor... Continue Reading →
