Kathy Fitzgerald

Writing About Motherhood & Life

Getting My Work Done

Today I am catching up on emails, tidying up my workspace and organizing files. In other words, I am procrastinating.

I find it is easy to get carried away with this busywork, especially when I have a mountain of “real” work to tackle. All I want to do is drink coffee and read, and the “mountain” feels too high today. Yes, emails need to be read, the top (or a portion of it anyway) of my desk  needs to be cleared and papers do need to be put away. But I can’t avoid my work indefinitely, and a few quotes found their way to me as a gentle reminder.

It is not your obligation to complete your work, but you are not at liberty to quit.
— Talmud

Hmm. OK, Talmud, I get it. No quitting.

Do not undertake a project unless it is manifestly important and nearly impossible.
— Edwin Land

All right, Mr. Land. No matter how impossible my work may seem today, I did make the right choice to start it in the first place. I should carry on.

Back to the grindstone!

Trusting the Creative Process

It is easy to become overwhelmed when faced with a large task and a little amount time. I know this, and I know that when it happens I need to step back, take a breath and shake the panic out of my head.

On Wednesday night, I read an email asking for confirmation of silent auction items for an event happening that Saturday. I had promised to make a quilt and it was half-finished in my sewing room. All of a sudden it hit me: I had to have this thing finished for Saturday. Panic and curse words flew through my head and I made a bee-line for the box of unfinished quilt blocks.

After pulling everything out and putting it up on the design wall, I stepped back and gauged my progress. I had a long way to go. It was intended to be a scrappy collection of memories, celebrating 80 years of existence for this group. I had about half of the blocks adorned with some kind of meaningful visual; I had no idea what to do with the rest.

I felt myself getting more and more anxious as I thought about my schedule for the next few days and how much time I actually had to work on this. I considered my options: maybe I could leave some blocks blank, maybe I could repeat the same applique, maybe I could just back out of this commitment and put the whole thing back in the box.

But I couldn’t let myself quit. First of all, the guilt would get to me. Second of all, the idea of adding yet another incomplete project to my sewing room made me a little nuts. So, back to the design wall.

I was determined to complete the quilt, but was frozen with indecision about how to proceed. I forced myself to take a breath and thought of Anne Lamott’s “Bird by Bird.” Take this one step at a time, Kathy, I thought, bird by bird. I remembered something a writing teacher had told me about the creative process. It is like headlights on a dark road – you can only see a few feet in front of you, but you know there is more road coming up in the darkness. I knew I had the creativity in me to do this, I just did not know what it was yet. So, I took it block by block.

And it did come together. When I let myself (well, forced myself) to calm down and take it one step at a time, a pattern developed on the design wall. I started to like what I saw and was enthused about the vision that was forming on my head. It took many hours and a few days, but I got the quilt done. And I was pleased with what I had created.

And because you know I love a good quote, I leave you with a few words from Martin Luther King Jr. (And when you read the word “faith,” think of the faith you have in yourself and your own creatives process. I know I will.)

“Take the first step in faith. You don’t have to see the whole staircase, just take the first step.” – Martin Luther King Jr.

Welcoming Back, Curling Season! or Hello, New Curling Pants!

Curling Season is back!

My Wednesday morning ladies’ league started this week and, oh, how I have missed it. It was so good to see everyone, to find out who came back and who is new – especially since I am not new this year. Since this is my second year of curling, it is my first year of not being a newbie. And since it is my first year of not being a newbie, I deserve a present.

Those of you who followed my curling adventures last year will recall my present to myself:

My curling shoes!

Beautiful!

Well, I was ready for the move to the next level in cool curling attire: curling pants.

And you will never guess who I bought them from.

That’s right. Kevin Martin. I bought curling pants from Kevin Martin. Not, like, out of the trunk of his car or anything sketchy like that, but from his store at the Saville Centre, Kevin’s Rocks-n-Racquets.

Oh, it is going to be a good curling season. I can just feel it.

Trusting the Creative Process

It is easy to become overwhelmed when faced with a large task and a little amount time. I know this, and I know that when it happens I need to step back, take a breath and shake the panic out of my head.

On Wednesday night, I read an email asking for confirmation of silent auction items for an event happening that Saturday. I had promised to make a quilt and it was half-finished in my sewing room. All of a sudden it hit me: I had to have this thing finished for Saturday. Panic and curse words flew through my head and I made a bee-line for the box of unfinished quilt blocks.

After pulling everything out and putting it up on the design wall, I stepped back and gauged my progress. I had a long way to go. It was intended to be a scrappy collection of memories, celebrating 80 years of existence for this group. I had about half of the blocks adorned with some kind of meaningful visual; I had no idea what to do with the rest.

I felt myself getting more and more anxious as I thought about my schedule for the next few days and how much time I actually had to work on this. I considered my options: maybe I could leave some blocks blank, maybe I could repeat the same applique, maybe I could just back out of this commitment and put the whole thing back in the box.

But I couldn’t let myself quit. First of all, the guilt would get me. Second of all, the idea of adding yet another incomplete project to my sewing room made me a little nuts. So, back to the design wall.

I was determined to complete the quilt, but was frozen with indecision about how to proceed. I forced myself to take a breath and thought of Anne Lamott’s “Bird by Bird.” Take this one step at a time, Kathy, I thought, bird by bird. I remembered something a writing teacher had told me about the creative process. It is like headlights on a dark road – you can only see a few feet in front of you, but you know there is more road coming up in the darkness. I knew I had the creativity in me to do this, I just did not know what it was yet. So, I took it block by block.

And it did come together. When I let myself (well, forced myself) to calm down and take it one step at a time, a pattern developed on the design wall. I started to like what I saw and was enthused about the vision that was forming on my head. It took many hours and a few days, but I got the quilt done. And I was pleased with what I had created.

And because you know I love a good quote, I leave you with a few words from Martin Luther King Jr. (And when you read the word “faith,” think of the faith you have in yourself and your own creatives process. I know I will.)

“Take the first step in faith. You don’t have to see the whole staircase, just take the first step.” – Martin Luther King Jr.

Free Time!

Today is September 30th. School has been in session for a month and this is the first “free” morning I have had. I am not sure why I am so surprised that it took so long, it takes this long every year. As the end of August approaches, I start fantasizing about all the “free time” I will have once school starts. I dream of all the long mornings after drop-off with nothing but time on my hands. Time to write, time to send out queries, time to myself. And yet that does not really happen, not right away anyway. Those long mornings quickly fill up with volunteer activities at the school, appointments put off until school days can provide the free childcare required for such appointments, and even paid work (yay for paying jobs!).

And so after a full thirty days, my “free morning” has finally arrived. I am still in bed (yes, I am!) and I reading, writing, reading, and writing some more.

All good things come to those who wait!

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