Comments

I'm always deliriously excited when I receive comments. I'm a bit of a lurker myself you see, I read many blogs but rarely comment. I should and want to comment more (and to those of you who are reading this now who have blogs which I in-turn read - I am going to attempt to comment more in the future, in fact I've set myself a goal of 10 comments this evening!). Mostly I'm worried I'll say something lame like "great post!" - which is slightly counter intuitive seeing as I would totally geek out with love if someone wrote that to me. I think it is a great way to form community and open up a dialogue in what can be a very one-sided conversation at times. I truly admire those who take part in commenting and get amongst it with sharing, encouragement and debate. As a side note to all my readers who just like to read and look, I love you too and keep lurking away, I totally get it and don't ever want you to feel pressure to comment.

I'm writing about this because I've installed a new commenting system. The blogger one can be a bit restrictive and I never quite known the best way to respond to comments. Please bear with me as I work out the kinks and let me know if you have any thoughts. Cheers big ears!

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Turning the frown up-side-down

I've had many posts on the stew but I've been feeling a lack of inspiration to complete them. I think it's because creatively I've had more fails then wins in recent weeks.

Do you have times like that, when nothing you create seems to come out how you planned?

My carrot and pineapple cake was too dry and slightly burnt, the seams came apart on the toy I was sewing and my 'free-time' is non-exisitant, what little I have I invariably waste on the computer or trying to catch up on sleep (my children are both sleeping well, more on that later, I just find my days so exhausting). I don't want to complain about it (I know - whinge, whinge), but it is what it is and I feel a bit defeated. I need a creative win.

After the sermon this week at church, I've been reflecting on how creativity is not just about creating, but also sitting back and enjoying the things we (and other people) have created. So instead of mulling over what I would like to achieve, I'm going to listen to more music, read some crafty books (just for the sake of reading, not planning what I'd like to make from them!), tell imaginative stories with The Boy (to the effect of "Once there was an little pussy cat, sat on a couch and aeroplanes and trucks' - cute city!), take in the changing season by chasing The Boy through the autumn leaves in the park and above all enjoy that my children are wonderfully made in all their complexity!

Above is one of my pages from I sleep in Haysheds and Corners.