Got a Covid booster yesterday and feeling achy with a mild fever and sore arm today, so a short blog post.
I saw this great quote from Minnesota musician Prince’s Twitter account a couple days ago and had to save it.
I would never in a billion-and-a-half years ever compare my creative output to the stratosphere of Prince’s creative brilliance, but I actually know what he means by this quote.
As a writer and artist, when I’m immersed in creating something, I’m busy trying to get what is in my head out into the world. I do my best to make each piece my best work, but I have no objective idea about its worth at the point of finishing it.
It’s when I come back to a work years later that I am often startled that a specific art work or piece of writing actually came out of me. Did I really do this? Often, I’m pleasantly surprised at the quality of the work. Of course, there are pieces that I’d just as soon forget because they are complete crap, but, wow, the ones that worked and hold up over time impress me as though they were made by someone else.
Do you ever feel this way about work you’ve done?