Original Post Sept. 23, 2011
I have always envied people who are crafty, people who can take nothing and turn it into something. My grandmother could take a bunch of fabric pieces and turn it into the most magnificent quilt you have ever seen. Some of her quilts are masterpieces that have won ribbons at fairs. My Aunt is the same way. Give her some fabric and watch her go. My mom could take a colorless piece of ceramic and, using just a bit of paint, make it come alive. She has made dogs that look so lifelike people often mistake them for the real thing. Mom has won many ribbons with her work. My daughter-in-law, Jennifer, is the same way. She is a regular Martha Stewart and can put things together with such ease that it mystifies me. I was always disappointed that I could not do anything creative. Oh I tried but the things I created never turned out the way I envisioned. It was like I was always searching to find that thing that I was good at.
Now it seems that I have done just that. I have finally discovered my own creative realm. I am what I recently come to know as a wordsmith. Okay I am an author which is exciting unto itself but I really like the word wordsmith. Maybe because it is a new word for me and as you can imagine I really like learning new words. Seriously, if I hear a word that I do not know I will run and look it up to see what it means and determine how I can use it in the future.
I find that I “write” constantly anymore. Even if I am not actually putting pencil to paper or fingers to keyboard my mind is always working. If I am in a public setting I am watching and listening for things to use. The funny thing is, even if nothing out of the ordinary happens my mind sometimes takes a left turn visualizing things happening, things that I hurry to jot down and tuck away for future use. I have hundreds of scraps of paper with ideas waiting for their turn to be used. Maybe those pieces of paper are my fabric, the ones I piece together the way my grandmother used to do when making her quilts. Who knows maybe one day I will have a masterpiece of my own!
I have always envied people who are crafty, people who can take nothing and turn it into something. My grandmother could take a bunch of fabric pieces and turn it into the most magnificent quilt you have ever seen. Some of her quilts are masterpieces that have won ribbons at fairs. My Aunt is the same way. Give her some fabric and watch her go. My mom could take a colorless piece of ceramic and, using just a bit of paint, make it come alive. She has made dogs that look so lifelike people often mistake them for the real thing. Mom has won many ribbons with her work. My daughter-in-law, Jennifer, is the same way. She is a regular Martha Stewart and can put things together with such ease that it mystifies me. I was always disappointed that I could not do anything creative. Oh I tried but the things I created never turned out the way I envisioned. It was like I was always searching to find that thing that I was good at.
Now it seems that I have done just that. I have finally discovered my own creative realm. I am what I recently come to know as a wordsmith. Okay I am an author which is exciting unto itself but I really like the word wordsmith. Maybe because it is a new word for me and as you can imagine I really like learning new words. Seriously, if I hear a word that I do not know I will run and look it up to see what it means and determine how I can use it in the future.
I find that I “write” constantly anymore. Even if I am not actually putting pencil to paper or fingers to keyboard my mind is always working. If I am in a public setting I am watching and listening for things to use. The funny thing is, even if nothing out of the ordinary happens my mind sometimes takes a left turn visualizing things happening, things that I hurry to jot down and tuck away for future use. I have hundreds of scraps of paper with ideas waiting for their turn to be used. Maybe those pieces of paper are my fabric, the ones I piece together the way my grandmother used to do when making her quilts. Who knows maybe one day I will have a masterpiece of my own!
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