Creativity at Work

Yesterday, I had some time to sit in my car with no TV distractions, no computer distractions, no kid distractions.  It was just me, my knitting and some paper and pens.  And, while I was sitting in that hot car staring off into space, I kept hearing "find what you love to do and make money doing it."  But, my problem has been that I've forgotten what I love to do.  So, I started making a list:  - write - I do enjoy writing, but I feel like my creativity has been blocked and I'm unable to find a story. - computer work -I enjoy being on the computer.  I enjoy typing and creating on here.  And, that's where I stopped, because then I started picturing myself as a writer.  What would that look like?  I saw myself in a big room with a table near the wall of windows and shelves upon shelves of books behind me.  I saw myself in my writing room (or at least the writing room I someday hope to have).  There were some flowers and lots of y...

Last night while I was lying in bed, I started thinking about the girl I used to be.   I feel like I don’t know her any more.   She was always so positive; such a Pollyanna.   When did that change?   I feel like I’ve become bitter and negative.   I look at my Facebook postings and they’re so….pathetic.    When I was in college, I had an idea what I wanted to do.   I wanted to write.   I first chose Journalism and then decided that News Writing really wasn’t my thing, so I went to English Education and figured I’d help teenagers learn to write.   Well, it turns out that’s not my thing either.   After college, Paul and I moved to a new city and I had a hard time adjusting.   I really did.   I subbed and love and hated it at the same time.   I never felt like I could be a nice person while subbing.   When I was a nice person, it always backfired.    But, I kept going.   I kept pushing ahead thinki...