44 Days Remain in 2024
A Question and an Image to Spark Creativity during the #last100days2024
Welcome to my #last100dayproject!
There are 44 days left in 2024.
Today’s question: What are you reaching back for?
Today’s image:
For the last 100 days, I invite you to join me and experiment.
Each day for the remainder of the year I will share a question and a photo of an item.
You are welcome to write into the question and/or the photo.
Or you can start a new ritual or experiment of your own creation.
I would love to hear about your progress on whatever project you want to begin!
**NOTE**
I do not share drafts of work online because most publications considered this published. You are more than welcome to share your piece in the comments, an excerpt or an update.
I hope for the comments to be a community for us to share these wins.
A little more about me: Tammy L. Evans is a writer, teacher, and coach living in a tiny house on a peninsula with her husband and adventure cat. Her location device is her loud laugh. She is working on a non-fiction book about how to submit and publish your first pieces. She is the creator and host of THE BRADBURY TRIO COURSE. Her poetry has been published in The Storyteller, FoxGlove Journal, Story Hall, Blue Insights, The Partnered Pen, and others. Her fiction has been published in Gone Lawn, Cabinets of Heed, Spelk, Five on the Fifth, Clover and White, Fiction Berlin Kitchen, and others.
Indeed Tammy! Love the photo! This morning instead of "getting UP", with my routine of 'responsable adulting", ie. morning pages, breakfast, exercises (which I never seem to get to), making my bed and getting dressed then heading downstairs to my office, I ate and did some ink and watercolour work in my drawing journal. Some of it with black walnut ink I made myself and a pen made from a forsythia branch. There have been a series of what feel like capsizing events and the feeling that I'm not the same after each event. What I drew was me in deep water. As I've made my way to shore, I find I'm not where I started out from. People in my life have changed. So much has changed. And so have I. I read Liz Gilberts Letters from Love yesterday and it really hit home. As do this question and photo.
p.s. I LOVE the Chicago Art Institute! We went to Chicago several years ago, (in another life...) and became members even though we lived in Montreal! I loved getting the news letters, etc.