It's funny how creative types stand in the way of their own ability to create. What's funnier are the excuses and stories we create around the reasons for a lack of action. I began this blog with an honest but insincere preface of not wanting to commit to a certain posting schedule because my creative energies might lead me elsewhere. That was...bullshit! I didn't want the pressure of having to commit myself to a specific posting schedule because sometimes I'm lazy. Sometimes I'm self absorbed. And because sometimes I'm off somewhere rolling around in the self-inflicted drama of my life.
Had I been honest, I would have said: "Sometimes, instead of creating stuff, I just like to think about it. Instead of creating stuff, sometimes I like to imagine I did because I thought about it. Instead of creating stuff, a lot of times I like to live vicariously through my favorite authors and artists and tell myself that since discipline comes with age I'll be a creative old fart one day."
Sometimes the answer isn't in planning or envisioning or thinking or practicing. It's in doing and being and creating and realizing that sometimes is a cop-out!
