Creativity is kind of a muscle.
I drove the kid to the community recreation centre this evening and, if only because I pulled a muscle in my back and need to rest it, I brought my computer instead of my own gym gear.
Usually I come to this building to literally work out my body. I run on the track or do some cycling training on the bike, or do a few sets on the weight machines. I’m not claiming to be a gym nut of any kind, but I do a lot of thinking (and even writing) about the work it takes to keep your body—lungs, heart, muscles, and all of it—in shape.
Tonight, I’m sitting here with my computer doing some writing.
I just dropped another five hundred words into my work-in-progress novel.
Now I’m writing this little ditty.
I’m working out my creativity tonight, doing reps on the keyboard, which is arguably an important part of keeping that kind-of but-not-really a muscle in shape.
I won’t claim to be breaking much of a sweat, but it’s hard work and dedication just the same.
Terms FROm this POSt
- keyboard
- Maybe it’s for typing. Maybe it’s for coding. Maybe it’s for making music. A bed of buttons arrayed for digital input is my favourite user interface and I’ll write about them often in their many varieties.
- the kid
- I joined the ranks of parenthood in the early 2000s and while I won’t claim to be some kind of parenting jeenius I did pay attention and learned alot about myself and the world through the perspective of trying to build, shape and release a child into the universe.
