Such a funny thing, this Resistance.. I got my studio all cleaned out; caught the mouse and restored order. Of course, that could also have been a form of resistance. Planned my next project, had the palette set up... dreamt about how I'd approach it. And BAM. Something got me! Cough, fever... Three days later I finally got back to the studio.
The first time I started "The Artist's Way," I sat down to my Morning Pages. I'd had a great night's sleep, no excuses. Paper on table, pen in hand. First my hand cramped and I could scarcely hold the pen. I plowed through. Then I fell asleep. Right there in the middle of the page! Talk about Resistance!
Plowed through this morning too. And "Sammy's Bone" is the result. Phew! It'll be easier after today.