ME! Today marked the end of the five-week phase of the insane diet I'd been on. I am happy to report that starvation does indeed work! I lost 9 lbs. Yippee!! Yahoo! Break out the peanut M'n'Ms! Or maybe not...
Of course the dr's scale is way heavier (no pun intended!) than the one I'd been using. So where I thought I had about 10 lbs. to lose, I actually had about 15 total. So now I have about six more to go (see how good my math skills are? That $80,000 education is being put to good use, Mom and Dad!). But at least I have made a dent in the cellulite issue.
"Every time a musician plays, it's an act of faith. Will it be music, or will it be noise?"
I have no idea where this came from, it's just something I wrote down in my journal. This quote is important to me because it shows that writers and artists aren't the only ones who suffer from fear of failure; and, in fact, it may be much easier for us who create out of sight of observant eyes. If we screw up -- if our paragraphs are clunky or our collages distressing, we can simply toss them in a drawer and go on to the next. But think about the pianist, the singer, the harpist -- every time they touch their instrument or open their mouth during a performance, they are risking not just fear of failure, but fear of PUBLIC failure. Talk about pressure!
THIS WEEK I am going to enjoy my ability to create in solitude, to experiment and play without having to worry about how the public will react. I am going to relish in my freedom and try something just a little different, knowing that if it doesn't work out, I'm still okay -- because I'll be the only one who knows!