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So good. Thank you, Alison.

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You're welcome, Laura!

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Very thoughtful and well-expressed essay on writing, and why we do it. Makes me think I need to sit down and write an essay on what keeps me from writing! And yes, pottery, I imagine is self-soothing. I took a pottery class in high school and it's almost magical how a pot can grow from a lump of wet clay.

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The act of the pot growing, taking shape in and under your hands... I do think that some writing days have that same sense to them...

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These quotes! Your framing of them! Superb! More and more (as I get older) I think less and less about the “why” and do things because I find them pleasing — and the kicker is, when I’m soothed by whatever it is, it resonates with others. Thank you, Alison!

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So true--about how it resonates!

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This is what I needed to read today.

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I am glad it came out as it did, then.

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Therapy in a bottle...or lovely piece of pottery, as it were. Thank you for sharing!

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Thank you for reading, Lisa!

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The art of self soothing is so important the older we get because the ruffled feathers seem to come faster and faster, as do the crow feet on the face and the saggy skin on the arms. Thank you for this lovely piece!

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Faster and faster, yes... true. It's a skill that applies to most things.

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