Tonight I'm craving a close-knit clan of creatives.
Someone who just licked their lips with the aliteration in that last sentence. Because it's tasty.
Artists, foodies, crafters, writers, photographers, poets, bloggers, musicians, chefs, designers-you know, those types and more.
I've been reading about writing.
I've been watching shows about baking and art.
I've been blown-away with inspiration on the Internet.
I've been keeping obsessive notebooks all over my house collecting strands of promise or whim.
I've been bubbling and crackling and snapping away in my mind over concepts and unborn free-form sparks.
I've been wondering if you spend more time reading about creating than actually executing the ideas that are screaming to get out?
Because I have.
The sewing society was fun last year, but this time around I feel like we can all take it further.
I want kindred souls to share and encourage the process. I want a band of geniuses reaching toward something more than an occasional night of arts and crafts.
I have writing ideas and sewing concepts and baking questions and art hopes and photography projects to explore and I'm excited.
And I want it to mean something and matter.
Anyone feel the same?