Imagine This …
You write a book. Publish it. Then, years later, hear the words;
“Tear it up. Tear up your book and make art with it.”
Would you? Would you upcycle it? Repurpose it? Alter it?
I was curious. What would it feel like for the writer-me to take a back seat and let the artist-me play?
Rebellious? Irreverent? A little exciting, maybe?
What would it feel like to tear up my book and transform its journey with betrayal and forgiveness to a new forum?
Forum as in ongoing. Not form as in static.
An image pops into my head.
“Tear out a page. Grab some charcoal. Call it Surrender.” whispers the muse.
Wow. I’m loving this one.
“Tear out another. Call it Moon Dance.” continues the muse.
“That’s good for a start. But really quite tame.” says the voice in my head. “Now what if you REALLY tear it up and give those pages another purpose?”
Like what? I wonder.
“Bookmarks.” snickers the voice.
Bookmarks? Bookmarks for my book made out of my book? How funny!
FOLD! GLUE! EMBELLISH!
Now THAT was fun … and quite freeing. I think I’m seeing a series here. What was that? 121 ways to what? Hmmm. Wasn’t there a Cloth Paper Scissors challenge for a tunnel book in the last month’s issue?
“Get on that. NOW.” says the muse. “My job here is done.”
So, would YOU tear it up? Would YOU follow the whispers? Have YOU had any “odd” inspirations lately that you would like to share? Pull up a chair and tell me about it. Oh … and don’t mind the ripping noises.
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