What Does Your Creativity Feel Like?
Mine feels like this, but I also want to hear about yours. Mine came out as a poem, but that is not required. Just shoot for as much accuracy as you can. Finding my Creativity Take all your failures Mash them into every urge to screw around anyway Throw in a cross-eyed stare A stubborn lower lip, a tongue between teeth And lay it all out, end to end, in words. Take all your happiest smiles Feel them in your chest Exhale fear, then shrug and let it back in. Say “who cares?” And start. Think of the least obvious The fourth item past the cliché Or don’t think Pretend you’re not really doing this And are actually off doing laundry or washing the floor Then hit “Record,” but don’t watch. Repeat after me: It’s okay; it’s okay; it’s okay. Then pat yourself on the knee and tell yourself You’re a good kid, And whatever you put out there today is a fine start.