Writing and Creating

Today I joined two meetups, one for writers and one for creative folk. I want to begin writing and creating again. My first published piece was a paper I wrote for an assignment in eighth grade. My teacher entered it somewhere. I was horrified. When I received my copy of the book I either threw it out or buried it. Now I wish I had the book now. The paper was about the educational system. Since then I’ve written a few pieces and articles for magazines. While I worked at the university I was required to write and publish scholarly papers. I pushed the rules for the scholarly papers to include some creative form and somehow got away with it. Now I just want to feel the quiet excitement of creating from writing. All the world is blocked out. Sipping a cup of tea or a chilled glass of wine. My fingers would fly. I would be in the zone. I’ve done craft work since I was a kid. I watch my work coming to life. My fingers work magic. My favorite things I’ve created are dolls from the Virginia Collection. The doll was very simply made which allowed me to focus on the clothing and head wraps that made them each individual. I have four left. The others were sold to doll collectors. For a time I displayed in city and university libraries. I’m excitedly waiting to see what my mind will imagine next as I crawl out of the brain injury cocoon.