"...conflict is the primary engine of creativity and innovation. People don't learn by staring into a mirror; people learn by encountering difference."
-- Ronald Heifetz
I still marvel at how I was able to fill page after page effortlessly for decades and now all I can muster is the most sporadic flurry of entirely forgettable words. I’d much prefer this silence to happen in my conversation and not with my writing. I’d rather say little in person but rage upon the page.
I’m starting to think that a downside to living in the fast lane is that there comes a point when you have quite honestly seen it all so there is nothing left to say. In this context. I have plenty to say about human folly and the female experience. I’d prefer to save it for something more artistic than a blog.
Bowling For Boobies 2012 happened. It was fun. Our team more than doubled the amount we brought in the previous year. The whole event was very well run and thus less chaotic than in previous years. We even had time to just hang out and chat before it started. Pictures will eventually surface, though I am not holding my breath that any of them will be decent. I always look like hell at this event, no matter how hard I try. I’m usually exhausted so getting to the event is a feat.
I am casually gearing up for Samhain. I decided that even if I had to go out alone, I was going to do something, particularly since last year I was so wiped out from selling costumes that the holiday was ruined. It remains to be seen if I will do Tuesday and Wednesday or just the actual holiday.