Sometimes It’s Always

I know the popular saying is that “nobody ever ‘always’ or ‘never’s”, but sometimes it’s ‘always’, whether we like it or not. ‘Motivation’ is my ‘always’ challenge. Whether it’s chores, grocery shopping, writing, or crafting there is some aspect of it that makes me lose interest. My husband calls it ‘suffering from a lack of wanna’.

With my Beading, the motivation wanes when I look at all the sorting I still need to do before I know exactly what I have in my inventory. I mean, why is sorting all these beads and findings and gemstones so important? If I have it I have it. If I don’t I don’t. >.< One would think, sure. Unfortunately, when I’m piecing together a design, if I don’t know what my options are, it seems to limit my creativity. Are at least it seems to.

Why I can’t get away from the constant struggle of Motivation is beyond me at the moment, but it probably has something to do with a necessary challenge to improve my character. ^_^;

So, just like with chores and other things that are less than glorious, I need to find a way to push through and just get started. Usually, once I get started with the task that I don’t want to do, I can push through to the end and really feel a sense of accomplishment. For sorting, I think that once I get my computer setup in my crafting area so that it’s easier to stream my favorite shows, it will be much easier for me to stop focusing on the mundane act. You know what I mean?

With housework, it goes faster if I have a show or music playing in the background. For grocery shopping, once I get to the store, having a shopping list makes things go so much quicker. Even with laundry, the folding and sorting usually goes by fast when, again, I’m streaming my favorite show. I guess it’s just a matter of knowing what my strengths and weaknesses are and how to work around them.

For me, it’s always Motivation.


When I first started crafting jewelry, friends would comment that many of my beads made them think of candy. Hard candy, to be specific. I laughed it off at the time, but as the years went by I began to see a recurring theme in the beads I purchased and, almost, in the way I put them together. The components all went to support how much the beads looked like candies!

Many of us never get over our love of candy. I know for me the trip to the Whiskey Hill Store to spend our can and bottle money on candy was the best part of our Summers. Jolly Ranchers were my favorite, and I know we loved Gobstoppers and Jawbreakers too. So why not embrace this theme in presentation, inspiration, and even how I market? Sounds like a fun idea, actually.

As I began brainstorming this post, I also started looking for a stock photo to use as the featured image. Photo after photo of hard candies set in artistic fashion made me realize that I should use this recurring theme of hard candy as a selling point during the Christmas season. Perhaps even during Halloween if I use the darker beads I’ve been hoarding (and, of course, the beads that are different shades of yellow and orange).

Candies can be crafted into so many lovely shapes and colors, and I’m looking forward to attempting to find even more beads that seem to play on this as their inspiration–and mine.

Keeping Connections

My mother was a “crafty” person: tatting, crochet, knitting, sewing… she did it all–and very well, too. I truly believe that making jewelry has become my way of connecting with her memory–keeping her close as it were. That isn’t to say that I don’t still think of my characters, and stories, and “what-ifs” that I pose to the hubs. I will always think of myself as a writer, but for the moment there is no joy in it for me.

Without joy, the story and the characters are almost lifeless, and they deserve more than that.

I still fondly remember the first time I told my mom that a friend from work had begun teaching me how to make jewelry. My mom hugged me! I still smile and shake my head to think of it, especially when I remember how she said that she had almost given up hope that I would ever become interested in anything of a crafty nature. Of course, because this is the kind of mom she was, she began crafting jewelry as well. Although, to her credit, she delved into the much more challenging areas of polymer clays and bead stitching (using seed beads and buttons in intricate patterns). If she had not passed away, I feel fairly confident that she would have expanded into glasswork, or perhaps loom stitching.

As I said, she was a very crafty person, and now it has become one of my fondest memories of her. Almost a motivation to continue to study, learn, and grow in my own abilities–to challenge myself and experiment. Of course I would rather have her here with me, helping me make sense of patterns or teaching me how to bead stitch… but hearing her happy voice in my head as I improvise another set of earrings and necklace or bracelet is enough.