Another strange CAN'T emerged when I opened a present from my friend, the writer Priscilla Long. She wrote me a nice note ("Congratulations on finishing the novel rewrite! Hurrah!"), and sent me a blank-ish journal. But it wasn't a writing journal. It was an artist's sketchbook, with quotes (blank-ish, not blank) to inspire one to make pictures.
What is Priscilla thinking? Is she crazy? I can't start making pictures!
The next day, I finally made it over to the campus mailroom (first time this quarter), and discovered a package from Amazon.com -- stuff I'd ordered a month ago and forgotten about. In it was Natalie Goldberg's Living Color, a book that combines Natalie's paintings and drawings with a narrative about how her art evolved.
I should add that, among our Monday night students, half are visual artists. It seems the universe is trying to tell me something.
I don't know where this is going to lead me. But I can't say CAN'T, so I'm going to find out.