Working Hard

Writers should have the summer off. 

Right now I'm repainting and restructuring and re-imagining. In music terms, I produced a cd full of sketched out songs that need tweaking and tightening and tossing. The beauty of art is the creating. The frustration is the crafting and the cutting. 

I could be doing the same old thing--another similar story, same old setup, same old thing. But I refuse to do that. So I find myself sweating it out, struggling. But I've been here before and usually it's a good thing.