Lugnasa New (Autumn) Moon
Meeting with Jonathon Odell focused me on the reason I turned to writing in the first place, helped me see, again, the power available to the writer. My cousin Kathy Steffey’s husband, Steve, is a metal sculptor and he advised long ago that I put up a sign in my study: I am an artist; I will not quit. Good advice.
After I learned Jonathon got the lead to his agent from spending time at the Loft, I wondered why I’ve never spent any time there. I wandered through their website this morning, looking at programs and resources aimed exactly at me. The feeling was strange, a bit mystified (at myself), a bit ashamed. Hopeful.
This whole process of writing has been so hit and miss, fits and starts. I’ve not handled it well and my resolution for the new Celtic year, starting on the Celtic New Year, Samain, October 31st, is to get cracking on the learning, networking side of things.
