The thing about looking at a finished, beautiful piece of art (or reading a published¬†story, or watching a play, or listening to a song on the radio) is that it’s finished. And beautiful. And most of the time, we don’t see how it got that way. Artists of all ilks talk about the creative process,…

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I have trouble with silence. Even when I’m alone, I have a tendency to talk to myself, or hum, or sing. When I’m with somebody else, it’s even worse. Silence makes me nervous. It’s a mystery I can’t solve, a dark, calm surface under which there may quite possibly be monsters. The longer it stretches…

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When we conceive an enterprise and commit to it in the face of our fears, something wonderful happens… we give birth to ourselves, to that person we were born to be, to the one whose destiny was encoded on our soul, our daimon, our genius. ~Steven Pressfield, The War of Art

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