Wednesday, January 11, 2017

Thoughts on Big Magic

I've never considered myself a writer. The title alone seems prestigious and far more eloquent than I will ever be. I get caught up in my words, forget what word I am looking for and I mispronounce words often. (Is it a veggie melody or medley?)

I do consider myself a creative. Creative in multiple ways. Doing improv shivers my timbers and design, content creation and sketch writing get me sweaty and excited. The creative part of me lives in several pools and when just when I thought my interest were pulling me in all kinds of stressful, separate directions I started reading, "Big Magic" by Elizabeth Gilbert.

"Big Magic" inspires you to live creatively even if you are not exactly pursuing a life that is dedicated to art. This book basically says "Hey you want to write, be a stylist, a painter, an actor let me help but also want to learn to knit or build computers for fun, let do that too"

The book explains that creativity is only about making things for the sheer joy of making them. Simple.

From the book: “You can live a long life, making and doing cool things the entire time. You might earn a living with your pursuits or you might not, but you can recognize that this is not really the point. And at the end of your days, you can thank creativity for having blessed you with a charmed, interesting, passionate experience.”

I really loved this book.
Why not create whatever starts a revolution in your heart?