My Scribbled Secret Notebooks

Some pages from the not so secret online journal of Lynna Goldhar Smith artist and writer.

I reblogged this post from a few years ago I think I have come a long way from this but some of them still apply.   Reasons I get stuck. 1. It is hard to keep going when the destination seems so distant and unknown. 2. It is hard to keep believing in yourself– when …

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  “Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Live in the question.”    Rainer Maria Rilke I love these words. I try to call them up when I face uncertainty   I am in the middle of developing an idea that is slowly forming in my mind. I don’t know if it is …

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I am in bed recovering from surgery and bored out of my mind. The wasteland of daytime television stretches out before me endlessly it seems. “I could be working on my play.” I say to myself hopefully. As I open the lap top I listen for an engaged response from deep within– some murmurings of …

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  Writers are like stargazers, searching an imaginary sky for distant galaxies of meaning and metaphor– trusting in the existence of a story- an act of faith– knowing that the story is  there. Somewhere. Scientists and astronomers have a name for the invisible material surrounding a galaxy. They call it dark matter. As I explore the galaxy …

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