Category: Art

Running on Empty

Oh it has been shamefully long this time. My first post of the year and we’re over two weeks in. In my defense I’ve been stupidly busy.

I don’t even know where to start. Every January I participate in a month of challenges for The Lilypad – my plan was to update the blog every day with my piece for the day. That tanked when I got behind pretty much straight out of the gate. It took forever to get caught up and it didn’t even last. I’m behind again, worse this time.

It’s not quite my own doing; this is the first year I’m having to work the challenges in around trying to make money and being the sole caretaker for the house and occupants. It never fails, when I finally do get around to opening Gimp, someone or something needs my attention.

But aside from all that, I am hamstringing myself to one degree or another. Instead of just getting each challenge done I’m stressing myself over making it *art*. I want each one to be a masterpiece and when it isn’t, I double down on the next one – and I do this knowing that the harder I try the further away I get.

Anyway, I’m here, I’m queer and I’ll post most of what I have so far (I’ll forgo the really crappy ones)

I was going to add more, talk a bit about the ones I really like, but it’s 3 am and I’m yawning my head off. I can’t yet go to bed but I can go work on the next one – see if I can get a bit more caught up. Probably not, but this next one is not too difficult so maybe.

If You Believe

Credits at link

I keep trying to find something to write here and … I got nothing. Or a bunch of hot garbage. No in-between.

He’s back, a month early when I didn’t even expect him to come back at all. I don’t even care why, whether it’s because he wants to be in on this Grand Adventure, or he simply missed me, or even if it’s becasue he Has Plans For Me.

(I hope he has plans for me. Truly.)

I am a votary who once more has an occupied altar to tend.

The presents just keep on coming. The presence.

Ok I’m getting nowhere with this – too much to say and not enough words to say it. Besides, I have a God to go worship.

So on to the gratitudes:

Today I’m grateful for:

The Liesmith

Good friends

J’s progress

Telling someone I haven’t seen in a few years that my husband left me and not even thinking about crying over it

Rice and gravy