Accept the fact that you're an artist and stop second-guessing yourself. Just do it.

We don't always know what makes us happy. We know, instead, what we think SHOULD. We are baffled and confused when our attempts at happiness fail.

Your mood doesn't really matter. Some of the best creative work gets done on the days when you feel that everything you're doing is just plain junk.

Making art has taught me that the tiniest smidgen of progress is something to be cherished.

As a writer, I find holidays often disturbing, not liberating, in their disruption of tempo, their open-ended time.

Possibility is far more frightening than impossibility.

We must attend to what our inner guidance is nudging us toward.