My friend believes creativity is a gift direct from the powers that be.
I believe everyone is creative in different ways.
My friend feels when she is ill, she is unable to write. The body, she says, is recreating itself, creating health from illness.
I think of the great minds in our society – Mozart’s last work, although incomplete was powerful, was written on his deathbed. Einstein was working on his next great theorem as he lay dying. Howard Hughes, burned and bleeding, after a plane crash left him near dead, redesigned the bed he lay in, redesigned the plane in which he crashed.
My friend is not completely wrong. When I’m not well, the last thing I’m thinking about is how my character will move forward.
But maybe that’s exactly what we need when our body is focused on healing, that our mind needs to be occupied with our passion in life. Maybe there is something to the creation – the connection between healing and writing – that makes magic.
We know that, already, don’t we? We heal though creativity. We are fully present when involved in our purpose.
I wrote the first draft of Our Gentle Sins during a stressful time. It came out fast and easy. The flow was beautiful and powerful and made me feel better, more in control, and hopeful.
When I think of the book now, the characters hold a special place in my heart. Jack and Valerina are the epitome of hope
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My exact sentiments. Creativity, my own and immersion in the creativity of others, helped me survive my own serious childhood health crises.