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if time were endlessly flexible
and money were never an issue, I would be busy but not anxious. If I could spend my time as if nobody depended on me, and I depended only on myself for direction I would write when the story moves me, and otherwise leave it to cure. Like good cheese, or wine.
I would work on the dozen or so fiberart projects I've been thinking about for months. I'd start a new one whenever the inspiration came to me.
I would play with colors and images and paper and photos and send correspondence art to everybody. You too.
I'd take a dozen workshops every year, starting with the five day intensive drawing on the right side of the brain. I'd drive across country if necessary, and take the dogs with me and whoever else wanted to come.
I'd study ASL and Italian until I was fluent in both.I'd sleep late or get up early, depending on the weather and whether or not I had a good book to read.
I'd start a dozen different small businesses that interest me and then find good people to run them. I'd start an arts center and stay involved in that myself.
I'd have six Havanese, and a double-king size bed so we could all sleep together without forcing my husband to sleep on the floor.
I'd quilt, and draw, and garden, and paint, and take my daughter to Manhattan and Chicago and San Francisco and Vienna and Munich.
I'd visit my friends and once a year I'd rent a huge house on a perfect beach and invite them all to come and stay. For that month I would do nothing, not write or read, nothing but sitting on the porch and talking with those friends. Sometimes we'd go for icecream.
For the good life I do have, I am thankful. Now I'm going to write.
June 10, 2005 05:21 PM
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