Passing Fancies

I think everyone gets those. In writing. In art. Something grabs your interest and you go for it - then get tired of it and move on. I think its part of 'experimenting' with styles, and subjects and finding your own niche. Problem is, when do you actually stop experimenting and find that niche? lol

For me, lately? Its playing the violin - and ballet. It seems to work itself into a fair bit of my work. Writing - is harder, you can only fit it into so much without getting silly. But its definitely a passing fancy that'll find itself a place sooner or later. (Oddly, its not the technicalities of ballet, either. The more I learn of those, the less I care for it. Its the art of it. . .the grace, the being able to dance out one's passions, etc. Makes it odd to work in anywhere, to be honest! ) And no, I don't dance (hah!! I'd probably be an elephant in a tutu if I tried. Or was that a hippo?) and I don't play the violin, though I'd dearly love to. I used to play the flute, but after a rather chaotic move, my flute is dead. So either way I need a new instrument and those cost big $$$ -sigh-