I have often wondered about where I would be creatively if I had been nourished in my infancy toward this creativity. After all, what child is afraid to try passionately? Where and or when did this child retreat into fear? I must have been repriminded or discouraged in some way. Was it a teacher? A practical parent or grandparent? I do not know, and now perhaps never will know. Besides, that is not what matters at this point in time. What truly matters is that I return to create. Passionately...for I feel I must try again, no I MUST try again. Even if I fail. Even if I never get anything published. I truly want to believe in the PROCESS of the creativity. I want to bloom, blossum, flower. I want to try to harness this passion I cannot seem to control. I want to sing, draw, write, produce works that give joy to the world. We certainly need to have more creative contributions to the world. Where would we be without Music, Song, Art, Written Words on Paper???? I think about that a lot. It seems so unpractical....yet I crave it with my very being. How do I get beyond feeling that it is frivolous? For I truly think it is Me Kate who needs convincing of this. I feel pressured to write for money...for otherwise why write? Tis the mindset of those around me...and truly mine as well. For deep inside me I feel as if I cannot do justice without money. I cannot afford to take the time to write and delve into my own passion. These are thoughts and restraints I put upon myself. That MUST change.....so be it. Katie