No Time for Wandering Museums

In their book “On Being a Writer: 12 Simple Habits for a Writing Life that Lasts,” Ann  & Charity remind me to stoke the creative fires by getting out and doing something different, something artful perhaps. Something other than writing. On purpose. I am sometimes big on theory and short on follow-through.

Frazier 1
ALL OVER TOWN, I see billboards for the Lewis & Clark exhibit at the Frazier History Museum. “Walk 7,000 miles in their shoes, without the blisters.”

“I’m definitely going to that!” I say.

I set a reminder for Sunday afternoon. “Go to the Frazier this week?” But when Sunday arrives and I hear the alert, the coming week feels too full. I change the alert to the following Sunday, to be reminded again.

The following Sunday, same thing. I move the reminder forward yet another week.

There’s always so much to do.
There’s always dinner to make, the dog to walk, a Lowe’s return, a call to make, a call to take, packing or unpacking, a letter to write, workmen due, a birthday card to buy.

I keep driving around.
I keep seeing billboards.
I keep meaning to go.
I keep resetting the reminder.

And what about the story I promised to write? Just where am I with that?
Stuck. I have no idea where I am. This is no time for wandering museums.

I go to the Frazier.
I’m not there 10 minutes on the frontier with them, facing the enormous challenge, the great distance that must be covered, the dangers that lie ahead, the work, the discomfort, the very real possibility of not surviving, or worse, turning back before reaching the end point,
than I see more clearly than ever
my own frontier,
my own fears.

Now I know where I am, a good thing to know.
But I had to go downtown to learn it.

More details in coming posts.
Frazier 3
Frazier 2

About Marilyn

Reading, thinking, listening, writing and talking about faith, creativity, ESL for refugees, grief and finding the story in a story. Student of Spanish. Foe of procrastination. Cheez-it fan. People person with hermit tendencies or vice-versa. Thank you so much for reading.
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9 Responses to No Time for Wandering Museums

  1. sarahfarish says:

    I love this…and feel like perhaps I need to drive to Kentucky and see this! “My own frontier, my own fears” – could you just write that book right now, please? 🙂


  2. sarahfarish says:

    I am still thinking about this…you say “or worse” – turning back would be worse than not surviving. I’d love to hear more of your thoughts on this…because I find myself agreeing, but I am not sure I want to agree.


    • Marilyn says:

      To me, not following through is worse than not surviving, It’s one of my “buttons,” so to speak. I once had a file drawer full of unfinished manuscripts. What was up with that? Very convicting!


  3. sarahfarish says:

    Ok, I hope I do not get penalized for excessive commenting…but my passage today just so happened to be Hebrews 11:1-40…”all these people still living by faith when they died”…they didn’t keep thinking of the country they had left or they’d have had the chance to go back…they longed for a better country” (14,15). Faithfulness and frontiers…there’s something in all that. (And perhaps I should just email you and stop processing in your comments!;)


  4. Marilyn says:

    No penalties for excessive commenting. I’m glad at least one person got what I was trying to say. I’m going to think about what you said as I go through my day today.


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