This is the third time I’ve worked with Natalie. definitely a love-hate relationship. How many times can you write, “I remember”, “I’m looking at”, “I don’t remember”, “I’m not looking at”?
It was better when I was brand new. Now I’m a ruined advanced-beginner.
The workshop includes a lot of meditating between writing. I used to ache for the timed quiet. Then I dreaded the time quiet. Now I draw pictures during the timed quiet.
I am unschooled and untalented at drawing, and so drawing in ink has been a surprising experience. I must use a pen because pencils make a little scratching noise on the paper and the people around me are serious meditators. Shhhh.
The jury is still out on how the writing was this week, however I have remembered again that I adore Hemmingway and wish that I could hold his pen in my hand and draw a picture of his house in Key West.
I flew to New Mexico to take a writing class and sat and drew. Traveled across the country to sit and either face silence or really see.