So, this is day 2 of my stay at the Writers' Colony and I am slowly acclimating to being alone with my
creative self although, she is still hiding in the bedroom. Last night she was peeking through the closet door watching me read Natalie Goldberg's new book, "The True Secret of Writing, Connecting Life with Language." Today she may step out of the closet. You see she doesn't think she belongs here--says she's a fraud and no one really likes her poems or her silly old art. Now, isn't this ridiculous when there is no "no one" here? It is only Creativity and me in a wonderful soft blue-green writing studio. But I think she may come out today in here where I am writing in 28 colors. Oh, what fun I'm having using all of the colors--even brown and mustard, fuchsia and black.