Stealing From The Future To Fertilize My Past

Interviewer: What do you say to closet writer's that have located the crack in the wall that helps them push away from self doubt? What I won't do is rush them into thinking I have to see their verbal art. It puts both sides of the conversation on high alert. Being accepted as a writer is a tough task. Especially when the reader thinks they've got the magic dust to turn any shape of expression into a billion selling novel. Writing takes guts! I've yet to meet the writer that doesn't question the presence of being the holder of all of these words! What am I supposed to do? Taking chances is a dangerous game in a fameless world. Paragraph structure is more personal than using the bathroom How and why a writer chooses to express shouldn't be laid out by rule books and pointy nosed school teachers. Let there be confidence! It creates a path for each collected paragraphs to chase their own life. To have the strength to live on the outside of your human then away from the creator is a challenge not all pages of creative expression can handle. Suddenly demanding a personal need to view the landscape of recently released writer's process is asking to bump into the possibilities of silencing the creative mind and heart. The moment I shake hands with another writer my eyes and soul look away from the shapes of their flow. I ask about writing instruments and or mediums. I wander into what times of day or night they are allowed to write. My goal is to know the writer more than the droppings. I would never be a great editor. I love the idea of being with writer's more than I do correcting something that doesn't come across perfect. Interviewer: How often do you scratch out handwritten entries in your daily journals? I can't do that. It's like that argument you have with a family member, "You must have meant it or you wouldn't have said it. I learn a lot from the fits I toss onto paper. I return several months later and giggle about the questions while having a better grip on what the final outcome ended up being. But to scratch out words and sentences? I stopped doing that when I began to recognize my poetry had deeper impact the moment it was released...not when I tried to Bob Dylan my way into history. Writing is about letting your imagination breathe. The moment you scratch...expect there to be blood. Interviewer: Nearly twenty years of daily writing. From those pages: You've laid out seven books, hundreds of paintings, a vividly incorrect broadcasting career, martial arts testing, surviving a heart attack and more. Your entire life has been discussed inside those hard covered journals. What do the airtight boxes smell like when you stop in for a quick visit? Each book. The pages. The ink combined with the acrylic paints. The sweat from palms searching for success. The scent of a constantly moving imagination should be labeled a weapon of mass distraction. The moment my eyes fall onto a page where new ideas or old attempts were brought up...it fuels my soul to try again. Through my daily writing there is phonographic photographs. Some people listen to music and instantly rename the day with the very paint they were sporting. Writing does the same thing for me. I can pull a book out from February 1996 and sweat the beads of fear just as I did when it first fell from the writing instrument.

Great Writing Should Be Part Of Gallery Bar Crawls

Interviewer: In most of your Blogs and Daily Entries you talk about writing like an artist paints on a canvas I blame that on teacher's! They were constantly after me to write with description. "Let me smell those hot apple pies sitting next to the open window." When you practice something a lot...it becomes part of your signature. I incorporated so much description into my writing that it became poetic. Musical! Expressed filled. Readers felt like they were on vacation. One night while on the Barnes and Noble writing tour a visitor said, "It's like you paint a picture. Have you thought about moving your words to a canvas?" The very essence required to build a well rounded paragraph also goes into the shape of a flower. The moon making out with the sun. A guitar melting in the backseat of a very hot canvas topped car. Interviewer: Where have you found more success? Writing or on a canvas? Seriously what is success to a writer or artist? The size of an ego doesn't determine the measurement of wind inside an unstoppable imagination. I've enjoyed several years of painting pictures for readers. The same can be said about gallery crawlers. There's a passion that lives beneath my skin: Don't just show off the multitudes of color free flowing within. Teach it. Words are words until they are delivered. Two decades of future Broadcaster's have stood in line waiting patiently to learn my shape of picture making. Interviewer: Your motto has always been: Steal my art. It wasn't mine when I picked it up. I know the faces of every teacher that took the time to share. No move is made without there being a memory of who let me in. I honestly believe it would be a disserve to them if I didn't pass it to the next set of painters. Be it words on paper. Delivered through the air. On a canvas. Expression Art is the ability of captivating emotion without having to sacrifice anything more than the willingness to share.