My Wild Ideas Lead to Lame Results
I believed that creativity was some sort of manic state I had to whip myself into, and who could really blame me? Various gurus of creativity suggested things like writing at a breakneck speed, drinking gallons of coffee, and whacking myself on the side of the head.
I also thought that creativity, especially creative writing, was something otherworldly and mystical. Over and over I read about the importance of creating a sacred space, whatever that is. Light candles, burn incense, drink some herbal tea, listen to Gregorian chant . . .
But all this advice left me feeling frazzled and largely beneath the task. Sure, I could.
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