There it is in all its blank glory. The only gift I asked Santa for. Well, that and a new car. Santa’s budget clearly looks alot like mine.
There’s something exciting, and invigorating, and, yes, a bit scary about having a stack of giant blank pages in front of me, ready for scribbles, and plots, and voices, and magic to spill forth like seeds in a garden. It’s bound to get messy, dirty, downright muddy at times. But, for 2012, my muse resolves to reveal white space as opportunity. I’m confident that, if I tend to the words every day, something marvelous will blossom.
|My Herb Garden Fairy by Mark Roberts|
And, speaking of my muse, my sweet hubby surprised me with this Herb Fairy on Christmas day. We had recently spotted this little guy in a designer store and I was immediately smitten. He’s sparkly, whimsical, and cheery. But, don’t let his fairiness fool you. His eyes watch me with expectation. Though I’m not a “stuff” kind of gal, this cutie pie was destined for my desk.
I know the obvious name for the little guy would be Herb, but I don’t know if that fits him. What do you think? Any other ideas?
Happy 2012 to you all. May your own blank pages be filled with life, joy, and art.