Sunday, February 09, 2014

Creative feminine: Mothering and Writing

Time is finite. I’m hovering close to sixty. It’s time to dig deep and find the courage to publish those stories about my teenage sexual discoveries – they’re wrapped up in brown paper bags waiting for my censor to calm down. I guess that’s why I teach others, so that I can learn myself, how to free that lovely Censored Voice, the one that speaks of longings, taboo feelings, the one especially that says, make time for Me. Or I will wreak havoc in your life: explosions, sleepless nights, PMS, mood swings, murderous rages and depressive dips… Allow time for my wild self, my creative soul, my need to be Alone for one hour of uninterrupted time a day/week.

excerpt from post on Laundry Line Divine, 

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