Just Do It

Here I sit, reading and editing and I come across this:

“I do know for sure that if you let yourself be open to possibilities, many things become more than possible. Wishing for something doesn’t make it happen but knowing that you want something sure can help.” — Mary Beth Frezon, novel-in-progress

Which went very nicely with Sara Genn’s letter at The Painter’s Keys today

There were so many drawings there was no more wall. I asked her if she wanted to show them. She said she did, very much, but felt that she might not be ready — that she needed to get better. Her heroes were great ones, her aspirations for the quality of her own work admirably stratospheric. I balanced a knee on her bedspread and pushed my nose up to the story, working from left to right, in rows. “Maybe there’s a creative imperative to share, a nudge for momentum, a middle finger to fear, to throw the proverbial spaghetti at the wall and see if it sticks? What about just getting it out there?”

A few months later my friend was standing in a nearby gallery space, her drawings framed and hung and in her arms, published copies of the first installment of her story. An intimate crowd of witnesses toasted her output. “How do you feel?” I asked. “Good,” she said, “I’ve got the next dozen chapters written and pencilled in, waiting for me at home.”