The Frankenstein Analogy (on structure)

When I was pregnant with my son, I didn't know who/what I was having. My body busied itself with the making process, and what was going to come out was not up to me. 

When he was born, I couldn't tell if he might be nonbinary or gay or straight or whatever until who he was became revealed as he grew and matured. I wasn't going to try to mold him into what I wanted him to be. I didn't argue with him over who he wanted to be. 

I know how dented I feel from the molding my parents did with me! I think this kind of manipulation is painful and hard. It takes longer to be oneself if one is being molded. I'd much rather learn what it is I'm creating as it becomes what it wants to become.

 A manuscript or a painting is not a person, but they are all, in the process of creation, becoming. 

Often we start projects not really knowing what we're making. Often we don't even know if we can accomplish the faint glimmer of light at the end of the tunnel that we think we might be birthing. That is the frustration and the wonder of the creative process. It takes patience and strength to live with the unknowing. 

But it's much easier if we are in it together! Let me know when you want to come to Brave Space!