An afternoon at the Cellar Art Centre

I spent this afternoon at a poetry workshop. It was my first for a long long time. The Cellar Art Centre, I think it is called, is quite a find in Worthing. A very cosy little corner. I shared some poems and was told to keep trying when it comes to getting published. I haven't done much on that front, but I wouldn't say I was disheartened. I managed to get out some copywriting, and I always have ideas for articles which I never seem to get around to. It is probably time I got around to some of them...

I had this idea about writing lyrics for songs and maybe I will try my hand if I can find a group doing this. Music normally inspires my work so it makes sense.

Since I had this realisation that I was pretty terrible at maths and far better with language, and have always been more or less like this, it has been easier to let go of doing things with my life like science or something. You can't do everything in life, and its perhaps only worthwhile following things which give you that special warm feeling inside.

When I was younger I was always trying to be or do everything, never wanting to let go, scared I was making the wrong choice, but now, it seems wiser to converse your energy to do a few things really well.

I had this feeling for perhaps the first time studying GCSE History and it was well nurtured by the teacher at the time. Though sometimes we are gifted at things we are not passionate about, it is not usual. Normally we feel some love in the work we are suited for.