The 100 Days Project and Camp NaNoWriMo

I have been truly and thoroughly slacking in all things creative.  Writing, painting, drawing, you name it…it hasn’t been happening.  I started doing 100 Mandalas a couple of months back and got up to 4.  I don’t do well doing my art with people around me.  I’m still at the my creating art is private stage.  I don’t mind so much sharing when I’m done with it, but while I’m making something I prefer to be alone.  When I started the mandala project, the house was FULL of people included a very rambunctious 3 year old.  The house is now settled for the most part, the guests have gone.  Too many times I say this though, it is time to get off my arse and start creating.  It really is and I really need to do something about it.  Not just say it, but do it.  Part of my problem…the voices in my head that tell me nothing I’ll make is going to be any good.  Another problem, I don’t know what my person style is.  Oh and I’m having trouble getting in touch with my intuitive side.  I tend to over think…everything too.

I keep getting myself into a rut where I end up sitting on Facebook for hours or hopping around on different sites reading things or watching programs but nothing regarding what I should be doing.  With that being said, I came across a post on a site regarding something called The 100 Days Project.  You can find out more and/or sign up for it here .  For me, personally, I have decided not to pick a specific project but more a topic. My chosen topic is creativity.  This means for me, what ever the mood strikes that day is what I’ll do. Be it photography, doodling, painting, writing.  I can’t say that I will complete the 100 days, but once again I will try.  If nothing more, maybe I’ll discover something about myself or about my creativity.

Camp NaNo round 1 started on April 1st.  I still haven’t gotten around to starting it yet.  I set a goal of 10,000 words.  I don’t know if my project will net me that many words, maybe I’m over projecting for it.  My plan is to write down what I can remember of the stories my Grandma used to tell me about her life.  I’m hesitant.  To start, to finish, to open my mind and let the words come, that I won’t remember things correctly or at all.  I can’t ask her since she is no longer with us.  I’m afraid I won’t do it justice.  This isn’t a project for publishing really, it’s more personal for me.  Something I want to leave for my children so they don’t forget her, perhaps for my someday grandchildren that they might know her.  My Grandmother was a tough, strong woman.  She’d been to hell and back.  Buried a husband, an infant daughter, and an uncle in a 2-3 month span of time.  Before the age of 25 she was a widow with two small boys.  She then lost her home and wandered from town to town before a friend took her and the boys in.  She knew what it was to have loved and lost and to have found love again.  But because I miss her so terribly much, I’m finding this hard to approach.  Yet I know I need to get these words written down.

With that thought, I will end this post and share my first 100 days photo.  Today I chose photography and here is today’s discovery:

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