I have been missing my inspiration potlucks on King Street. My amazing friends who were so willing to get out there and bring some juice to the group. Everyone brings something to the table. That's my potluck motto. Mr Gien asked me, the night that he came "Is it necessary to be so serious on a Saturday night?" But it is not meant to be serious- just fun and inspiring. Is talking about inspiration serious? Boring? Stiff? Or is it fun? Is the context too formal and forced? We drank enough wine for it to be fun, anyway.
Last year it finally became a real book- one step closer to the goal.
Potluck #2 to be published at the end of this year.
Until then, I'll keep looking out for inspiration...