It is hard to know what to write six days before the first set of workshops, a week before the second set. I have sent out all the advertisements to all the places and people I can think. This website is up and ready. I have papers strewn across my desk as a hone down ideas. Although some of the honing will come after the first workshops have been complete and I know the people I have.
I think for the next few days the questions in my head will be more of "who will come?" and "how many will come?" than what should I do. In fact I have lesson plans up and ready. I did them last week. I want to think of so much more but know in reality that I do have to wait and see.
See what changes I need, see what worked and what didn't. This week will be wait and see. Probably one of the hardest places for a planner to be :)
This quote from Van Gogh to his brother Theo is as much about writing as it is about painting. The empty page is scary and many writers shy away from starting. Put any old rubbish up on the page, stop it being blank, then create from what you have rather than what you don't.
I tell you, if one wants to be active, one must not be afraid of going wrong, one must not be afraid of making mistakes now and then. Many people think that they will become good just by doing no harm – but that’s a lie, and you yourself used to call it that. That way lies stagnation, mediocrity.
Just slap anything on when you see a blank canvas staring you in the face like some imbecile. You don’t know how paralyzing that is, that stare of a blank canvas is, which says to the painter, You can’t do a thing. The canvas has an idiotic stare and mesmerises some painters so much that they turn into idiots themselves. Many painters are afraid in front of the blankcanvas, but the blank canvas is afraid of the real, passionate painter who dares and who has broken the spell of “you can’t” once and for all.
Life itself, too, is forever turning an infinitely vacant, dispiriting blank side towards man on which nothing appears, any more than it does on a blank canvas. But no matter how vacant and vain, how dead life may appear to be, the man of faith, of energy, of warmth, who knows something, will not be put off so easily.
I am getting very excited as I start to plan for the first of the workshops I will be running as Barefoot In The Kitchen.
Ideas are pouring into my head and on to my planning sheets for all four workshops -
"Write Your Life Story" on a Monday afternoon is coming together with ideas about how to structure one's memoirs with ideas for chapters and themes.
"Creative Writing for Well-Being" on Monday evenings is abounding with exercises on getting to know oneself and finding the direction to send this group
Both the Creative Writing Groups on a Tuesday (for 13-18's at 5.30 and everyone else at 7.30) is a wash with ideas and thoughts on how to encourage the group to seek out their inner creative writer as well as finding out what really does interest them.
My head is a whirl and I am having trouble sleeping as more and more ideas come into my head.
This is going to be exciting for all - me included :)