Broken
Originally posted on Later, Miss Slater:
Longing for wholeness Experiencing brokenness Skin holds me in here
Author: Jennifer Daniels Neal
Jennifer Daniels Neal is a performing songwriter, author, teaching artist, and lover of the quirky Creative. She and her family live in Lookout Mountain, Georgia. jennifer.daniels.neal@gmail.com
My favorite book since I was ten.
CLUES: The book is so much a part of me that I subconsciously used its images to govern my own first novel. I gifted my main character with a skeleton key that fits a hidden lock. Further, to our real-life son, we gave the name Colin. Do you know which book it is?
Creativity and MidLife Crisis
Space is as important to creativity as silence is to music. And it’s NOT easy to do. I already know that. It’s hella hard. Seems like everything in your life is set up against it.
The Push to Release, June 2021
It’s peculiar, in my experience, for a pastor to pray for us to have an audience.
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Songwriter, Jennifer Daniels, named Writer of the Year under the elusive pen name Jennifer Daniels Neal—not for her songwriting, but for a YA novel!
Playing for kids is not unlike playing for drunk people
Kids think you’re super pretty even when you look really bad. They like your shoes. They like your hair. They like the way your eyes smile. It’s a real boost. Kids are also gross. They lick the stage while waiting for photo ops. They sometimes lick you. They need tissues. I know it’s immature to find this funny, but I do. Enjoying people at their grossest has a gritty charm to it. I hope someone’s around to find me charming when I get old and start inappropriate licking.
Creator and Mother (which is redundant) during social distancing
The only way to keep from feeling frustrated past the point of self control is to submit to Motherhood.
Over the next weeks, I’m not going to accomplish what I want to, or even most of what I need to. That little death to self is a good thing. Somebody keep reminding me!
Dauntless Daffodils and other Encouragement For Gig Losers
So stop worrying about the bills (when has that ever been what drove your art?) and get back to work (Unless worrying is what forces the art to happen. Then…carry on).
When your muse throws a sulky tantrum, try these.
Your muse sucks sometimes. She treats you bad. Set boundaries for the relationship. Too much time with frigid non-corporeal women is toxic.
I am a brilliant creative force. No wait. I suck.
My eleven year old daughter, who, not ten minutes ago, was riding a wave of euphoria while singing her new song, is now angry and in tears because that same song “is actually trash.” I’ve been writing (as a career) for twenty one years now, and I still do the same thing.
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