Hmm...
Kinda forgot I still had an account here. I should probably use it more. Sometimes, I have an urge to write a longer entry than FB gives me room for, and sometimes, I just don't want family members reading some things I post.
I don't remember why I stopped coming here...it was at least in part because of David (he dislikes when I write too much about him. He doesn't censor my writing, but he sometimes gets nervous when I write, especially when we've been fighting). He's probably right. I sometimes forget writing can be therapeutic. I think I mostly stopped coming here because I discovered Facebook, and what a huge chronovore that turned into (and I will forever be grateful to Patty for introducing me to that word and concept).
I should be working on art right now...this week, warm and cool colors in life drawing. Colors are the bane of my existence. I do okay with graphite/black and white (although I learned how terrible I am with black-and-white when I had to do white on black paper.) Funny how long it took me to actually commit to going to art school when all I've ever wanted was to be an artist (even when I was writing full-time for a newspaper, I really wanted to be drawing. I should have listened to my heart instead of my head a long time ago)
Anyway...I should try and post more over here.
I don't remember why I stopped coming here...it was at least in part because of David (he dislikes when I write too much about him. He doesn't censor my writing, but he sometimes gets nervous when I write, especially when we've been fighting). He's probably right. I sometimes forget writing can be therapeutic. I think I mostly stopped coming here because I discovered Facebook, and what a huge chronovore that turned into (and I will forever be grateful to Patty for introducing me to that word and concept).
I should be working on art right now...this week, warm and cool colors in life drawing. Colors are the bane of my existence. I do okay with graphite/black and white (although I learned how terrible I am with black-and-white when I had to do white on black paper.) Funny how long it took me to actually commit to going to art school when all I've ever wanted was to be an artist (even when I was writing full-time for a newspaper, I really wanted to be drawing. I should have listened to my heart instead of my head a long time ago)
Anyway...I should try and post more over here.