A strong throughline of subtext that gives my stupid story a little "oomph", making it more than just a narcissistic stroll down memory lane. No, what's been holding me back this go 'round has been my inability to zero in on a theme. trust me, this week's subject could have filled terabytes of storage had I not judiciously applied my editing skills to the material. I put together a list of music well over a year ago that I've been diligently making my way through since April of 2020. Not because I couldn't select an album to talk about. Sometimes, the creative process is a teeth-grinding headache-inducing hump-busting drag.Īnd that's my current take, because this particular installment of my insignificant internet column has been mule-kicking my imagination for a couple of weeks now. When I finally put one of these articles to bed, I love pouring myself a few fingers of bourbon, and basking in the glow of my latest verbose achievement.īut it's not all sunshine and puppies and gum drops. If you're open to your Muse, the creative flashes just come to you, like individually wrapped gifts straight from the Ether. When you're in "the zone", you have no clue what ideas or notions or thoughts are going to come your way. All your cares and concerns get swept aside. When you're writing, or drawing, or making music, or sculpting, or whatever you do that puts a little happiness in your heart, it's one of the most rewarding spaces in which you can find yourself. And since I made the decision many years ago to pursue a career supported by my skewed imagination, the joy I bring to my life by playing in my own mental sandbox is incredibly rewarding.īeing creative is enervating. It's my belief that we're put here in physical form by the Universe in order to be creative - not destructive - beings. The creative process is always an adventure.
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