Written while listening to: The new season of Twin Peaks in the background ‘til that scared me enough to switch to Blink 182.
Everyone handles embarrassing moments in different ways. Some people laugh it off. Some people need some quiet cubicle time. Others existential crisis about it years later while lying under the covers and the crushing weight of hindsight.
Personally? I deal with it by making up biography titles!
I’m not sure when I started doing this (that could be a biography title), but it’s become habit. If I trip up the stairs? …
There’s a great episode of RadioLab where they set out to discover the secret of what goes on in a caterpillar’s cocoon while it’s transforming into a butterfly. Most of us assume that inside this chrysalis, there’s some half caterpillar, half butterfly hybrid mid-transformation, kind of like a tadpole turning into a frog.
But no. When they crack open the chrysalis? It just looks like sludge.
You’re probably reading this thinking 1: ew, and 2: what does this have anything to do with the creative process? I think more often than not, we view our own artistic process the same…
Written while listening to: “Run!” — M&O and “Hummed Low” — Odessa (Not “Let it Go” from Frozen, you destroyer of worlds.)
I never really liked Catcher in the Rye. True, I read it when I was still at an age when I thought “getting a boner” meant there was an actual bone that made the magic happen for guys. But high school sex-Ed failing me aside, the point still stands — not a fan. And yet, there’s one line in it that resonated with me deeper than any other quote from required high school reading ever had: