What I do

I always thought I was a mis-directed writer - that writing was my greatest talent, and I should have been doing that all my life. But as a child, I was as much involved in drawing and painting as I was in writing. I recently realized that it's to painting that I should return. I made a deliberate decision when I was a teenager not to pursue the creative life - it seemed to me to be emotionally draining - possibly all the emotional ups and downs of being a teenager made me long for a more settled life - at any rate, I never pursued art. Now I get pleasure from the few sucesses I have - for example, if the water actually looks like water, or if the clouds actually look like couds. Yes, there are frustrations, but I am better able to take them in stride.