I’m off to Florida early Wednesday morning, for a whirlwind tour to promote the McKettrick books, and to speak at a wonderful Book Festival.
On the homefront, my cousin Sherri just had a very serious operation, and came through like the trouper she is. She’s one of my all-time favorite people, funny and sweet and a lover of animals. I’ll be visiting her this afternoon.
I spent the weekend experimenting with polymer clay beads–and the process reminds me a lot of learning to write. You have to throw a lot of stuff away–in short, be willing to write (or bead) badly, perhaps for a long time, until you can do it well. I think, actually, that we must earn the right to do anything well. The question is not ‘is it possible’, but are we willing to pay the price? In my experience, success is built not on instant skill (which doesn’t exist), but on a series of failures, large and small. Success is a process.
