The first completion of the Artist's Way

So I made it through to the end of the Artist's Way for the first time. It took two months longer than it should have done, and I am not sure I put as much into it as I should have done post-heartbreak.

Perhaps I picked the wrong or the right time to start, it is hard to tell. I was more focused on being in love and then being heartbroken than planning great creative enterprise. Maybe now I am in a more neutral place, I can focus a little more on my creative self-development. I need to get back to doing my artist's dates and morning pages, though I never feel like I have enough time, or is it hard to allow my creative inner child to play? Hard to tell.

I reflected on my writing from the beginning of the course, and I have achieved some of what I wanted to achieve at that point in time. I wanted to move out of London and improve my living situation, so this is good news.

Not sure I have radically transformed artistically, though I did undergo massive upheaval and change in other areas of my life.

There is definitely scope to do the course again, but maybe after a break of a month or two, and give it proper attention; but self-development is hard work, and I am not into reading about 'sensitivity,' as a trait.

Perhaps I have experienced enough upheaval and change for now. 

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