Xeera-Masque

I have decided that Sunday's should be Devious Journal days. Journals and I do not have a particularly compatible record, so this may not last long, but it is my intent to have this happen. Today I am consumed by this idea that I should write a novel. This is another incompatible relationship that I've been in and out of since I was... well, a teenager but I do recall writing stories and such when I fit more in the child category of life. I just get so debilitated by fears and my mind isn't the greatest at stop-start kinds of endeavors. Nevertheless I am terribly excited about attempting a novel again. At the moment I'm kind of procrastinati

I'm tempted to start with something like, I've been an artist all my life... but that sounds so superficial. And I am sure that I'm not the only "artist" in the world that feels so limited by language to describe their experience of being an artist. Add to this already difficult situation the tarnishing by misinterpretations and the like and the whole process of describing yourself as an artist becomes overwhelmingly complicated and uncomfortable. There's also that incredible fear of claiming yourself to be an artist, when perhaps what you create is nothing special (to say it politely, but sadly). I've tended to avoid art communities. This i