everyday. every damn day, i have a lust, a ravenous lust, to create.
intermittently something happens and sparks fly. fireworks splash the night. and i sit back with my heart warm, knees up and my soul shouting from the rooftops. it’s magical.
on occasion no such thing happens and that sparkly firework is more of a ‘blah’. as in a balloon that starts off whizzing and zooming but ultimately ends up on the floor with the last ‘breath’ leaving it lifeless.
creativity is an ever-changing process. the only constant element is my desire for it.
“succeed or fail, just keep creating.” elizabeth gilbert | ted talk