Today is the start of my new year. I measure it by my birthday. I don’t have resolutions but I have intentions. I think of intention as a direction, a path to follow as opposed to making promises to myself.
It’s overcast and warm here today. I can look out the window and see the Strait of Juan de Fuca. – cool blue, stippled by current. The landscape is a damp study in grey, blue, green and brown. I’m considering what to do – not just today but as a step towards the future. Later today I will continue my experiments with plaster and paint. Engaging in this physical act of creativity gives energy to my writer’s voice. I been having a few plot ideas lately and it is close to the time when I should be giving them fullness by writing them down. For that I will try a new tool – Scrivener. I am trying to stop my habit of writing down thoughts in multiple notebooks, scraps of paper etc. This electronic tool looks to be a place I can compile all those sentences and begin to string them together.
Last night, on my new year’s eve I visited some of my notebooks. They brim with pieces of me, ideas, inspiration, emotion. There are bits of story and poem, word seeds and sketches of potential creations. A recurring theme has been collections of writing – mine and/or others. I still have that magazine idea in me. There’s a wonderful launch pad for creative people in the U.S. called Kickstarter and I wish we had similar here in Canada. The idea is to promote your idea/project and get backers.
Using this for inspiration I am going to pretend there is a Kickstarter in Canada and outline my project. I will announce it when it is ready.
Kickstarting my new year from studio and office and a seed of an idea.