1:43 A. M.
I’ve heard it said many times that the most difficult time to write is when life is going well. Happiness doesn’t seem to spawn creativity. Of course, if things are too dismal, it’s quite possible that nothing creative will be recorded because the writer simply won’t care. Maybe there’s a balance then, as is the case with most other things. Writers need to be happy . . . some of the time and only to a certain degree. There needs to be difficulty in the periphery and darkness in the background. I need to have one foot in never-never land and the other on the ledge that drops down the sheer cliff into hell. And the cliff edge needs to be crumbling as my foot shifts slightly and the weight of the world pushes my stance further and further apart. So, just slightly on the edge of happy with the threat of doom ever present. Creativity assured.