I was supposed to scrub the house and run the washing machine today.
It didn't happen.
Instead, a good friend called me this morning and asked me about my writing project. I hummed and hawed. The truth is that it's going about as well as my laundry.
And then, I found this great clip by Ira Glass and thought about it for the rest of the day.
It was quite what I needed to hear.
I am posting it here in case you haven't seen it and have a similar problem. With your art. Not your laundry.
I know. I love him, too.
[David thinks this post won't apply to most of you, but says "why don't you just put it out there?" and so I am. Plus I know at least one of you (and you know who you are) will find this immensely helpful. You can thank me later.]