“Are we night writers now?” asked the Muse of Many Questions. “I think we’re write when-Typist -feels-up-to-it writers,” Thalia sighed. “We’re learning… and it seems an empty morning stomach is not our friend.” “We’ll figure it out.” Urania dried off brush bristles with a crinkled napkin. “Support and love is pouring in from many directions.”
Art Attack — The overwhelming feeling of having so many creative ideas at once and not enough time to do them all. 😁
Deb offered this one. DEB: “I work with people like this on church projects. It’s exhausting!”
Lo and behold, we are appearing. I won't steal Gary's thunder and try to record the muses' conversations, but Urania was right. Support and love is pouring in. Sleep well, all four of you.
I am #Grateful for all of Paintists 🎨 friends! 😎
To all who engaged with me last night, and those who winced or rolled their eyes, I owe you an apology. And most of all, Gail.
I overlooked many elements of the Born Free Newsletter and Three Muses Merge blogs. Beginning with Gail and all she has done and continues to do to faithfully keep her ideas fresh and kind. To this community that reads and supports and eagerly awaits the next BFN or 3mm.
While likening myself to Cato in The Pink Panther movies, I missed the part that I was cast to appear deaf and blind. For that I am sorry to you all.
I exchanged emails with Gail this morning to own my arrogance and self absorption. This was my decision to delete that misguided post from last evening. Gail deserves more, and you all get that.
I’ll endeavor to be a productive member of this community. I’ll keep my focus on what Gail is sharing. I’ll help in whatever way she requests.
And otherwise refrain from thinking I’m clever.
Again, my apologies to you all.
Love the paintings
It all feels so close by how you write, Gail. Is it scary to be this open while you’re going through all of this?