Id and Icicles and Cats

January 11, 2010

<–Snow in a can makes a great beer cooler!*

Just a quick note.

An hour ago was in my studio trying to get the printer to work and then Sarah-smile from upstairs came down to help me and then Abby-pie came over too and we got to talking about love and dating and boys and girls and queer and straight and Vermont Studio Center and reality TV shows and Trans crushes and I’m oh so sad that they are leaving at the end of the week.

And then I went back to my work and I dunno but I had some sort of breakthrough with a chapter I’ve been struggling with here. A whole new start for the chapter. A whole new avenue into this character and some of his interior, his secrets, his world.Found a way to allude to both his past and to give some insight (or inciting incident?) for his future.

Wow. Sometimes just taking a step back or a step away, and then also taking some time to interact with others and hug and have someone lay across your knees and say real things with real people, smart, creative, loving, honest people can open you up a little more so that the clouds and rain (or snow, in this case) can seep out and the sunshine can warm you even if it’s just the top of your head or your shoulder blades or the tip of your tongue.

Thank you Sarah and Abby.

And last night 7 of the writers here at VSC read from their work: Sarah G, Jason Koo, Lois, Abby, Scott, Nancy, and Sarah C.

Poems and stories about Scepters and tadpoles and your Id and icicles and cats and holding on and square dancing and pianos and wolves on other mountains. Wonderful wonderful. Inspiring.

*Snow in a can was not my idea– it was my brilliant, supercool dish-duty partner, painter Lauren (another post).

I tried putting the beer out in the snow but if you forget about it you end up with Guinness slushy, which is actually kind of tasty, but very very cold.