Believe it or not, I have tried to sit down to write a post no fewer than five times in the last three days. Each time something urgent pops up and I get pulled away. Tonight, I resolved to stick it out and actually put some words down. Even though I get a bit stressed by insane deadlines and the seemingly endless calls for miracles, I do love this stuff. It’s the stuff of fairy tales after all. Well, a certain type of fairy tale anyway.A very industry specific fairy tale, I grant you. But I am cognizant of the fact many people out there would kill to be in my shoes. And I’m very grateful I have the opportunities to work with such amazing fabrics and talented people.
I do a lot of different kinds of work during these hectic periods twice a year. It isn’t just the wide variety of things I’m asked to make. It’s also the pattern writing for projects I whip out of the air, swirling as they do in that creative ether of my mind. Even before projects begin, there are concepts to present and yardages to figure. It’s a bit of a crazy mess, to be honest.
A fun, crazy mess. In October when I get to Quilt Market and see it all in its place, it will be a good feeling, knowing that I had a hand in sharing other people’s creative vision with a wide audience. But for now, it’s going to take a lot of high octane coffee to get me through.
I’m so thankful that you are still out there, waiting patiently for me to return to some semblance of “normal”. I appreciate each of you.