A Writer's Notebook, Day Seven-Hundred-And-Ninety-Three

 I am going to keep tonight short, as it is already three in the morning.  I spent a bunch of time doing creative work that is not my writing tonight.  Specifically, I was making a paper pop-up for part of a gift.  I think that working on something that is not linguistic but still creative is opening up new avenues for my thought, and this has helped to propel me forward.  It is a way of getting my mind working in new directions, and a way to connect with a more playful aspect of my creativity and imagination.  There is something very liberating about this kind of art for me, and I am finding it is translating into transformation and growth for my writing as well.

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