On Creativity

I like who I am and what I do and the way that I think. Nonetheless, I'm occasionally overcome by the reality of being a creative at heart. As a writer, I have stories constantly in my head - sitting there, moving around, flowing through my synapses - and it colors my movement through the world On one hand, it can be distracting. The settings and characters and scene are with me as I go about my daily life, and often demand attention at any given time. On the other hand, I feel blessed to have these other worlds at my beck and call. I am never bored. A walk to the grocery store becomes an opportunity to explore a moment that is not yet captured on paper; a chance to try it out ten different ways in my head, and feel a slice of the characters' emotions.

However, I feel a bit guilty when I'm too preoccupied to converse with Asif as we drive home from the wine country. Winding through the breathtaking terrain of Napa County, I ought to be keeping him alert and entertained, but all that I can think of is a powerful scene that I'm building up to in the screenplay I've been working on.

I suppose it's all about balance. Suffice it to say that I do find it fascinating how differently everyone's minds work.