The morning is an empty slate…or to give a more modern creative spin… an empty screen.
Notice how I skipped right over paper and went directly to the screen?
I personally am not that creative. From the “creative types” I’ve listened to and interacted with (yes, other than Frank), not many of them ever refer to themselves as creative. I find that interesting. The people you’d think would do that, really don’t do that. I suppose that if you are that type, you wouldn’t have to broadcast it. Unless of course you were fishing for some extra spotlight or attention from someone else who would unnecessarily want to fawn all over you because you refer to yourself as “creative”. The real ones, that do it because they love the process and the creation never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever say that they are creative. It just is.
The more time and energy you spend telling the world how creative you are, the less time you have to actually prove it. So, for all you “creative” types out there… after you read this, go makes something. Hey, even if it’s burnt toast with moldy jam, at least you’re out there creating. If you burn it really bad, just make up a good story about how it represents society’s fear of strawberry jam and the state of oppressed fruit. You can really spin something like that.
