As is always the case, the ferocious pace of creative output ebbs at some point. I'd like to write something, but I'm not really feeling it. So instead I work on the more mechanical aspects of one of my crafts...pick up the bass and play. Sometimes you phone it in, but you do what you have to do. Music is a physical as well as emotional and spiritual endeavor. So you have to work all three sides of the equation. Often the emotional and spiritual just aren't happening, but you can almost always pick up the instrument and woodshed. Sure, it isn't pretty or moving, but necessary just the same.
Hmm...seems there's another life lesson there...
