The Barnum Effect

Pumpkin flaying has been marvelous fun this year...

The local library hosts an "Open Mic" to tempt us to come along and share our work. I've written stuff and I'm sure I could read some of it, out loud in front of folks, if I put my mind to it. Looking back at the blog for candidates I spot a clear correlation between creativity and sadness. Some of the most hauntingly beautiful things I've written were crafted in the midst of misery. Suffer the rain to appreciate the sun, the trope of the tormented artist. There's too much sun in my current disposition, creating arid times for inspiration. Yet would I wish for a forecast of rain, so that I might be more fertile in my imaginings? I think not. This Mental Health Day, don't suffer alone. #Itstimetotalk Laying down reserves, 4 May 2010 The odd sock that disappears, 10 May 2010 Fettered, 26 May 2010 Retreat, 23 June 2010 A blink reveals, 16 November 2010 Crank the orrery on, 21 December 2010 Folly laid bare, 24 January 2011 Premonition of incip