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I’m reading Chang and Eng while my thumb tries to heal and move on with its life. I have the feeling it’s going to experience a lingering bitterness for the rest of its days, though.
just release it
I want to do something really creative and exciting, like making a zine, but so far this summer all I’ve done is work or feverishly pack in the grown-up fun or sit staring at a monitor thinking about all the creative, life-furthering things I should be doing this summer. Either that or I’m talking on the phone or eating out.
I think I’m going to make a zine. Also, my friend Sylvia and I are going to stage another literary event at the end of July. This one will be even more exciting than the last one. This one has a theme.
Sometimes I think I’d like to sew again, but I’m too goddamned lazy. I gave my sewing machine to my friend but so far he’s been to busy to sew and let me vicariously enjoy it.
If there is some sort of artsy or crafty or otherwise creative thing you’ve been thinking about doing, but you’re holding back, please just do it. Do it for me, okay? I was telling my friend Dat the other day that repressed creativity — when people want to make art but just don’t for whatever reason — is like keeping yourself from having an orgasm.
Dude — stop telling yourself that it’s nasty or shameful or you won’t be able to make a living at it or you’ll lose control or you just don’t have the time. Just freaking let yourself do it, already.
(I’ve said it to y’all. Now somebody please say it back to me, and louder. You would think having a book deal under my belt would keep me from having these doubts and procrastinations, but so far it doesn’t.)
