Creativity

 Well, it's Friday.  This is my 5th day off in a row, and I'm off tomorrow as well.  The 2 week are pretty much the same.  Christmas weekend I only work on that Saturday, and then again on Christmas Eve for 5 hours, after that my hours pick up.  

Weather wise, today's supposed to be partly cloudy with highs climbing into the low 50s (F).  I'm ready for the partly sunny, though honestly, sunny would be so much better.  The days are so short this time of year, a bright sunny day is an event to celebrate.

I have about 60 pages of editing left before the final draft of The Body in Motion is complete.  That in itself is exciting, but I will also be excited to get it into the hands of those readers who note, and comment, and suggest changes.  Sharing in the creative process is so much fun.  I find that the reliance on other voices and other opinions is essential.  This is how life is, people working together for a common cause, even if it is something as simple of helping me prepare a manuscript for publication.  Too many people out there don't even try to be creative, perhaps because they're afraid of failing, or possibly it's because they're so accustomed to relying on the creativity of others.  Anyway, I saw quote from Kurt Vonnegut and thought it appropriate.

On the dismal side of things:  Hunter Biden has been indicted again.  By this point, I'm certain most will agree that Hunter is the black sheep of the Biden family.  Republicans love this.  They need a dead horse to kick around and Hunter seems to have spent most of his adult years obliging them.   

I sent this article from the Washington Post to my brother.  It's about the great de-churching going on in America, or as the author says, the serious attrition occurring withing the Christian Church.  Is Evangelicalism killing the church?  Look no farther than Mike Johnson for your answer.  Another good example is Ronnie DeSantis, who claims that if he had been alive during the time of Jesus he could have been an apostle.  American Christianity has never been so overtly vocal about it's selfishness, a direct link to Conservatives whose favorite pronoun has become My.  My money.  My taxes.  My religion.  My God.

A Little Late for the Party

Well, today's Wednesday and I'm off.  I was a little surprised I made it through my second 6 day stretch, of course the chores have accumulated during that time.  Yard work is planned for today, and tomorrow... and at some point I'm going to need to get a haircut and cut my nails.  How's that for la-de-dah?
And I do believe today is the last day for the Idiot Jerk to spreading discord and discontent in the UK.  There were a lot of protests.  I don't think they bother him, rather he likes to think of himself as an interrupter, he creates disruption in order to cover the dirt.  He desperately wants to be the champion of Greed, that being the most obvious sign of success.  I find it interesting with all the billionaires in the world, he seems to be the only who's had to file for bankruptcy... often.
Oh, and I saw where Hope Hicks was going to turn over documents to Congress relating to the 2016 election and the White House is trying to stop her from doing so... which is what you do once you've been exonerated...  unless, of course, they show how the Idiot Jerk knew Russia was helping him get elected.  You know, that is what he said...until he deleted the Tweet.  That Tweet will make a nice campaign poster for the 2020 election, won't it?
I had read an article a while back which stated the two times in a person's life when they are the most creative are their 20's and their 50's.  If that were true, than I'd have to say I came little late to the party.  Of course, for me that isn't true.  I thought I'd write about that today.  This article, however, is what caught my attention this morning.   I was surprised by how much this defines me.  My brain never stops putting things together, even when I'm sleeping.  In fact, no matter what I'm doing different ideas will touch each other, form a junction, and go jointly into some new direction.  Yesterday morning I woke with the idea of having Eli, one of my main characters, riding down a trail on a mountain bike.  As I headed back to take my morning shower, I knew he needed to be following another character.  During my shower I realized the character he was following needed to point to the left and say "snake," in order for them to turn to the right.  Stepping out of the shower, I understood that in the new book snakes needed to be a metaphor for the truth, and how some people avoid the truth for the same reason they avoid snakes.  I know not everybody is going to understand this, but snakes are very important.  We learn from them.
Now, I know some are thinking the Idiot Jerk is a snake... they're wrong.  He's a festering sore who will go gangrene if we don't treat him the way he needs to be treated.
As for coming late to the party?  I think I've always been at the party.