If I ever tell you
that I long for my
Star Home
don’t back away…

If I ever tell you
that I long for my
Star Home
don’t back away…
All the ideas, the seemingly competing goals, the various opportunities, and the compelling projects…What to do, which to choose, where to start? Right here.
A poem, with audio. I never feared the darkness, only the cold that can come with it.
Usually, I try to avoid watching/listening to my own interviews or speaking gigs. But he talked me into watching this. We cover a lot of ground — ambition, systems design, cowboys, and of course… love. Tune in.
I’ve been thinking on behalf of Creatives everywhere. I have some questions for us: What have you got in your archive that can be turned into art today? We’re so occupied with creating new and innovative that we can forget our past experiments or the ideas whose time hasn’t come yet. Remember that one idea you had…? Dust it off now and see if it’s got some glimmer to it….
You’re about to ship your product, wrap the gift, get dressed for the event, name the baby. Go time. Launch time. Deadline-to-meet-time. It’s time to make the final call. You’ve been working toward this for months. Money invested in designers, endless jam sessions, deep thinking, working toward THAT goal. And then…and then you look at it (clock is ticking, we’re waiting for you to sign off), and you think…it’s not quite right…
In this new world, you and I make it up as we go along, not because we lack expertise or planning skills, but because that is the nature of reality.
Why even have a blog if you don’t want to interact with your readers? A blogger refusing to take comments would be like an artist refusing to take part in a critique. Right?
Even if I’m writing fluidly or fire starting with a fellow entrepreneur, I crave little bits of beauty like I crave milk chocolate at about 3:00pm everyday.