Patty Mayeux Blog

I love cozying in my writing closet or reading chair with coffee and classical tunes. I also love moving through space. When I was maybe seven, I discovered the thrill of put-putting around the neighborhood in my brother’s go-cart, the ground so close, the bushes and trees fleeting by. From that day, I couldn’t wait to drive an actual full-sized car. What freedom I celebrated when I got my drivers’ license even though I had no access to a car that could transport me through the magic of wheels on the road. Many view driving as an often-frustrating means to an end, ignoring the physical sensation of moving through space. My favorite road-worthy car ever was the closest thing to that childhood go-cart. I pretended I was that kid again as the car hugged the road with the roar of the engine changing pitch as I shifted through the rough ride. I love flying, too, not just for the means to an end but for the physical sensation of being lifted and thrust forward in ways I barely understand. The forward motion is the key. Upward and onward. Changing, advancing from where I stand today to a new tomorrow. Move forward with me on my Wednesday Substack post at confessionsofacreative.substack.org.