Doing instead of thinking

It’s funny how a certain message can come at you from many different sources in a short span of time. It’s a synchronicity of sorts although I find that these messages are usually telling me something I’d rather not hear.  The phrase ‘thinking isn’t doing’ has come up in a phone conversation, a book I’m reading, and a few other places this week.  I’m trying to listen!  I’ve started using the task list in Google Mail, not as a permanent solution but as a way to keep track of the myriad things I need to get done this week and next.  It’s everything from jewelry design to digging up the irises so they’re definitely not stored in the same part of the brain.

Another place this hit home was in  reading on writing – being a better and more complete story teller. I find myself feeling like I should be good at that before I start drafting my book project (it’s a delaying tactic that I recognize) but there’s only one way to improve writing skills and that’s by using them.  Luckily there are all kinds of places to put that into practice. Thinking is certainly part of the process but doing is the only way to get there.  I’ve realized that I don’t tend to describe my surroundings very much when I write and yet surely that’s a huge part of the picture, even in non-fiction writing. Of course now I’m self-conscious about it and think that if I do it now, it will seem forced! I’ll sneak some in next week:-)

On the business front I have a meeting with a gallery next week so have been busy figuring out new beach glass jewelry designs.  I have to say it’s an incredible amount of fun to slide frosty pieces of glass around the kitchen table late at night.  They’re like fat puzzle pieces; eventually a few settle out to be the perfect match and arrange themselves into a design.  While I was doing this it started to seem like brown is the underdog glass color  – most people don’t even bother picking it up on the beach.  I’m finding myself feeling like it needs a champion and keep looking for ways to make it the ‘it’ color.  I may just have found it by pairing with clear pink quartz – the one that is the color of strawberry juice.

I’m so glad to be back home and trying to get back into my routine. Although I haven’t yet found the perfect place for my Dad’s alien suspenders (I bought them for him in Roswell.) They were the topic of our last conversation and he was thrilled with how much attention they drew!  His death feels like an elevator door closing; it’s change that requires some adjusting but it also feels okay – you can only hold that elevator door for so long before alarms start going off.

It’s more of the same for the coming week – making jewelry, writing, marketing and tying up loose ends.

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