Today, tea is not a genteel affair.

There are no tiny cakes.

No pinkies held aloft.

There’s just me and my mug,

Seeking soothing ritual.

Despite my best efforts, I am not writing a lot of fiction lately.

And since I coach people in this stuff all the time I know what to do.

Pick a specific thing and a specific time and keep the bar low.

So at 8:45 tomorrow morning, I will spend 5 minutes working on a piece of flash fiction.

And then I will set a goal for Tuesday.

Let’s see how this goes!

I taught my favourite workshop today.

It’s all about doing very small, very flexible, creative projects and trying not to worry about getting them ‘wrong.’

I just love watching everyone ease into the projects, finding their way into the process and getting comfortable.

And I really hope that they can take those few practices and find ways to play with their creativity here and there without getting caught up in trying to be ‘good.’

Today is one of those days when it takes all my effort to put one foot in front of the other.

Some sort of combination of migraine and poor sleep has left me feeling thick and meh.

I do not recommend this feeling.