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I’m a writer.  I’m a visual artist.  I know.  I know.  I hate those people too.  There seem to be a lot of lawyer/writers and doctor/writers and musician/visual artists and actor/singers.

Let me assure you:  I can’t sing or act or play an instrument.  I have no interest in lawyering or doctoring (well, hmmm…never mind about that).  I really have no interest in the performing arts except as a viewer of film and theater.

But, can I complain for just a moment about being pulled in two directions artistically?

I have one novel written that I’m trying to get an agent to represent.  I’ve started the second novel which I feel an odd urgency to get it written already.  I have a two person art show that I have to hang on Memorial Day weekend.  So, let’s recap:  find agent, write 2nd novel, make art for show.  Good god…what have I gotten myself into?

I spent too much time wondering about my art show and too little time making art and now I feel a crunch.  I really need to be painting almost every evening after work and get some in on the weekends that I spend in Asbury Park.

I often wonder how other people pulled into two or three or four directions creatively do it?

I’m also a procrastinator which makes things a little harder.

Okay, complaining is done.

I’m a writer.  I’m a visual artist.  I know.  I know.  But, I get to tell my stories in two different ways.

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