We tend to lump it in with the arts but creativity is greater than this. I think of it as ingenuity’s younger brother having fun. Pushing bounds, exploring ideas, finding solutions can all fall under creativity’s umbrella. We see it everywhere and sometimes don’t even notice. Extreme sports. Wild haircuts. Couture. Even nature gets into the act.
Sure, I marvel at bursts of verse – especially my own. It seems so unexpected, that moment caught on paper: the sentence, paragraph, page, and then if you are lucky – the chapter that rings with its own pulse and you think, ‘how did that get here?’ or my favorite, ‘I wrote this?’
Writing is sacred that way. The less you think, the better it seems to go. Just keep pounding out words, one on top of the other without too much thought and one day you birth a 80,000 word book. See, easy. The test of true creativity is really rather simple. Are you swept away into another world?
I love writers who can make me believe that I am there, right there on the protagonist’s shoulder. Talk about the power of creation. It happens with music too. That moment where the world fades away, the shitty mood, the fight, the traffic I’m stalled in and I am riffing right there in the air along with the notes. Talk about art! Thank you musicians for imagining music and then making it real. Flowing into my ears, lyrics and rhythms that touch my soul and inspire me. You all rock.
That is what is so grand about creativity. It creates amazing dinners, art, movies, dance moves, you name it, chances are creativity sparked and caught along the way. I watched a young man mow a lawn on a riding mower, drove it just the way he would a car. Rounding the corners nice and tight, full of youth’s hutzpah. It was inherent to him. His father mows with the freedom of a man unrestricted, creating strange patterns in the yard before cutting them down. Proof it doesn’t matter what you do. Creativity is everywhere.