We completed class today with a section about creativity.  They gave us four professions and had us discuss why they were creative: chef, surgeon, photographer, and jazz musician.  I must say that any day I get to give my best attempt at explaining improvisation, jazz music and creativity is a good day.

Several minutes ago I decided to look through my journal and other private writings files.  If you've been following this page for a while, you've probably noticed that I've produced much less this year than in the previous two years.  There are many reasons for that.  One of them is that I've been working (with people, mostly on my feet) twice as much this year (and at night, when I usually write).

Even so, even though quality is more important than quantity, I thought I'd been much more creatively productive this year, so I looked through the private writing I've done without posting online, and I've written 331 pages this year, so far.  That's double the amount I'd produced in the same time period last year.

All I'm saying is that just because you haven't read it up here doesn't mean it hasn't been happening somewhere...