It's been a long time since I have written. Actually, I write frequently in my head, but the realities of my obsession with editing keeps me from writing more frequently.

It is the Winter Solstice, the longest day and longest night of the year.

Soon I begin to teach a painting class to senior citizens. Some have painted for years, so it will be a very collaborative process.

As a life coach, a writer, and a visual artist, I crossover many professional and intellectual borders. So, as I sit down to write a post in my blog, ThisCreativeLife, I ask myself: What is the difference between writing for my blog, or writing a post for LinkedIn?

Where does art begin? What makes a thing a work of art?

Where does success begin? What defines success?

Before East Bay Open Studios 2015, I posted a short essay in LinkedIn about the preparation that goes into those events.

The first time I read these words, tears welled up in my eyes. How brave and brilliant of Ann Patchett to name the connection between forgiveness and art making.

When I read the Martian Chronicles, I did it thinking that it is one of the most famous books in the English language, so I better have read it.

Last year I announced the start of my project called Women Write Now! and brought a powerful force into my life.