Back from Paganicon

My workshop at Paganicon on corralling your inner critic went well, and right now I’m leaning towards a workshop next year focused on crazymakers – i.e. not letting the haters get ya down.  This is not really prompted by anything serious this year – given the crazy-ass phone call I got in October paired with some highly selective silences, the rumor mill has been going… in a sector of the community that I don’t really see doing anything I would qualify as “moving forward.”   ((I sure got a lot of bitchface from one woman I’ve never had more than a casual conversation with. I mean out and out, impossible to misinterpret glares. This did not scare me into silence, as I’ve decided the approval of the willfully outdated matters little to me.))

Which suggests that I am.

Good.

They’ve got their greatest hits to play, and play them they do. I’m still working out some new areas to try. If they want to catch up, or try honest communication free of hostility, I’ll play ball – it’s not like anyone holding a grudge has ever done anything for me.

As to the proposed workshop:

Although that’s really a small subset of crazymakers, and those crazymakers, if earned the right way or honest-to-gods badges of honors. You know you’re getting somewhere when you haven’t hurt anybody, you’ve just changed something or made people aware of something – and they hate you for it. Committed artists face this sooner or later, because the number one way to avoid creating – create drama. This way you can keep everybody in connection with you from creating.

This would actually be more  the friends that go “no don’t stop!” whenever you propose a project you want to pursue, or the ones that call you when they know you’re writing, or the ones that tell you how everything you do will turn out terribly despite no clairvoyance skills whatsoever. The workshop focuses on how to handle them, when to jettison them, and why the gods allowed us to evolve enough to use voicemail. I’ve already recommended Crystal Blanton’s works on coven and community dynamics, and Riding the Dragon/The Artist’s Way at Work has some great exercises for interpersonal politics that I wish I’d had a decade ago. Honestly, if I had to do it all over again and happened to have people around me that actually cared that I had graduated from college,  I would want someone to gift me the Artist’s Way. As it is, it’s still an incredible boon to me.

Yes, I am an evangelist for the program – even if I do break some rules by doing morning pages before bed sometimes, or typing them, or crossing things out. It’s a program that works for me and that I use religiously – but I know quite well it is most certainly NOT a religion, and I’ve met many people who have valid reasons for not being able to do the morning pages. For them, I’m hoping to be inspired with some alternatives.