This is the time of day when I typically try to write. I’ve finished my medical billing work for the day, I have the place to myself, and I’ve finished as much housework as I can stand. I’m mostly ready for tomorrow’s business meeting. Once I have finished dinner, I usually settle in and do a little artist work.
Not tonight. Tonight I just don’t have it in me. Probably not tomorrow night either or anytime this weekend.
But maybe by Monday. At some point next week for sure. Because creating art is what I do and right now, I think we will need art. To amuse. To entertain. To distract.
In the end, that’s why I do this. I do it for the people who read my stories, or see my shows, or listen to my tales. That’s my job. To entertain. To provide amusement or distraction at the end of a tough day.
Stories helped me when I was younger, got me through some dark times. Saved my life. If I do the same for just one other person – give them a little brightness, entertain them, help them get through this life in any way, then I’ve succeeded as an artist.