I am experimenting today with fonts. I have "Bradley Hand" installed on my computer and wondered if this would show up on any of your screens. After all, there must be a little bit of geek in all of us, beings as how we are writing on line diaries, right???
I am finding myself in an interesting state these last several days. Now that the novel is complete (though not finished, I feel compelled by honesty to add), I find that I am casting about for a new writing project. I cannot believe that I am willing to burden myself with another one so soon, but there you have it. I am ruminating on it.
Proof that I must be in some sort of self destructing mind set.
I must confess, if I don't focus on a particular goal, I end up just writing pages and pages of stream of consciousness flotsam and jetsam, that I then put through the shredder because I'm afraid family members will discover it and commit me forthwith.
I was doodling with a pencil, illustrating some small paragraph of drivel, when it dawned on me that perhaps today would be a good day to attempt some drawing. Something about the feel of the pencil on the paper was therapeutic. I have chosen a card with a little chipmunk sitting on a pile of acorns to copy.
Odd....
You know I remember Art Therapy when I used to work at the psychiatric ward.....
I am not crazy. I am not crazy. I am not crazy. I am NOT crazy!!!
I might be ....disturbed.... , but I'm not crazy!
Here is a picture of my little green tomatoes, growing in the garden.
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The Little Red Hen wanted to add a few words:
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"I don't know what all the fuss is about shredding those scribble pages. They are nothing but chicken scratch anyway..."