Quiet Moments

When ever I have a few moments to myself and let my mind wonder I start to think about doing something creative again. I've done next to nothing for ages. Okay, so I did some cross stitch while I was pregnant, and I did those jungle animal painting for Jack's room, but that's been it. And they weren't terribly creative anyway.

I keep thinking that maybe I should start painting properly again, or maybe I should have another go at writing. But I am a little stuck for inspiration. Jack takes up pretty much my whole world at the moment and any painting I tried to do would only reflect how soppy I feel over him which is not my style so I'm not keen on that. Plus, baby and paint might not be a good mix right now. That'll be more fun when he's big enough to join in and paint too.

So that leaves writing. More than just my blog - which is rambling not writing - something enjoyable like I used to do years ago. But again, what inspiration do I have right now. Motherhood... There are millions of tat chick books about that. It would be nothing original, nothing sparkling. But it might just scratch this creative itch I've got.

And it's not like I'm trying to get anything published or anything.

Hummm...

I might just set up a pen-name account somewhere and see how I get on! Assuming I ever get time to write more than a few sentences at a time!