Updated: Aug 20, 2020
Today, it has been one whole month since traveling home from my trip to San Francisco to work on our 10th anniversary Fashion Community Week. It was a huge success and a feel-good time all around- the fashion, the culture, diversity, and of course seeing my community there- the company. To be honest, at that point in time, I could not be more excited to sit down and write about this incredible experience here.
Also, just about this time, the Corona Virus was coming to be a global crisis. In the week’s that transpired, I took upon a self-quarantine because I have a compromised immune system and was, quite transparently, feeling a bit vulnerable. It has been the most interesting experience, one that I most certainly will be sharing more of at another time.
I think for all of us this has been like one big experiment- one big personal growth challenge. For me, at least, it has been. I have had the hardest time sitting down at my computer and writing- and have not even written a thing until now… one whole month.
What I’ve learned- I’m fine. Granted, I’ve been plenty busy with other things as well as preoccupied with all that is happening and changing in our world, but for some reason I believe this has forced me to look at this part of my life- and the role that writing plays in my life at the current time.
I’ve been writing on my blog for about 9 years now- well over 500 blog posts have gone up in that time. I’ve been a published magazine writer for well over 15 years now. Writing has become a part of my identity. It comes easy to me- I have a lot to say lol! But truly, every editor I’ve ever worked with has told me I am a natural’ at putting together a story. Why would I give something up that brings me praise and accolades??? Ego. Yup, I said it.
I’ve known for a long time that I’ve wanted so badly to spend more time in my studio with my art- I have