My Mind Is In A Tizzy State

Since I was diagnosed with cancer I kind of felt like the artistic side of me was extracted as well as the cancerous side. But slowly it started coming back this winter and just within the last two days it has been like an avalanche of ideas. I want to write but at the same time I want to take pictures but at the same time I want to work on pictures I've already taken, etc. etc. etc. I sit here in my son's room in a little corner with my puter on my Great Aunt Annie's table and I'm as happy as a clam. I really don't like clams so make that as a puppy with a chew toy. I found a writers contest for children's stories through our North Carolina Arts but do I really want to submit the story to a contest or go straight for the throat and submit it to publishers. I've read some of them to my fan club, my granddaughter Samantha and great niece Zoe, and they love them. I know after letting Snorgy sit for a few months they have to be tweaked. I originally started out writing this for my new grandson Dylan. When my daughter was a baby her Aunt Paige gave her a stuffed blue dog that was named Morgy. Over the years I have remade that stuffed dog so many times to keep it from falling apart. It has been loved more than the Velveteen Rabbit. The last time it was put together the body was made of my son Tristan's favorite footed pajamas and his brother Trevor's baby gown. Since Tristan is 27 and Trevor is 20 you know how long ago that had to be. It now sits on a shelf in Samantha's room. And so Snorgy was born because we couldn't have another Morgy. I love Elephants so it was easy to choose especially when I found a little stuffed elephant for Dylan. I am just rambling on right now. So being in the Tizzy state I am I tend to have two programs open on the computer at the same time, Microsoft Works and Adobe Photoshop and my poor puter is about to have a nervous breakdown. I type faster than I write and so it is easier to pour my heart into a story through the keyboard. I guess that is my blog for today. I don't want to talk about depression, snow, illness or anything else just my Tizzy brain.