Here I am, working on another reliquary. This will be my fourteenth. [You can see my other reliquaries at Reliquaries at my web site Karen’s Whimsy], so you’d think I’d have the hang of it by now. But noooo . . . I’ve been sitting here for an hour and a half surrounded by paints and papers and trims wondering how to coordinate everything for this book. My mind is a muddle. Maybe it’s the daylight savings time thing. I’m feeling just a little off and very indecisive.

I had an idea for how I wanted this altered book to go, but now it seems to be veering off into a different direction. I thought it was going to be predominately turquoise, but now it’s tugging at me to be shades of lime green and gold, but as I try to get everything straight in my mind, I’m afraid I’m going to make it too green.

It’s fear. Fear of screwing up. I’ve already put so much time into this book, that I’m paralyzed about making a wrong choice. My stomach is in knots. I’m testy with everyone who crosses my path. I keep getting interrupted. The solution is hanging in front of me like a piece of a cobweb, but when I reach for it, it wisps away. I thought if I could write about this it would help. So far, it’s not.