Creating is one thing; continuing to create is another

There is so much romance in the creation of one’s first thing. Whether it’s a book, a song, a poem or a business, there is an entire industry built upon the encouragement of people’s creative pursuits. And appropriately so, I suppose. It takes a good deal of motivation and knowledge and guts to start and finish a thing, put your name on it and offer it to the world. Good thing we have libraries of books, directories full of experts, and now, newsfeeds full of inspiration quoting memes to motivate us.
While putting something out into the marketplace of ideas to be preyed upon by critics (or worse, ignored by them) is tough, I’ve found it to be more of a challenge to put that second, third or twenty-eighth thing out there. After being criticized, ignored or even praised for one’s creation, a bar has been set. It may be high or it may be low, but either way, you’re back a square one, right where you were before you created, but without the excitement/encouragement industry behind you. You’re just someone who wants to make a thing, but without the hype or anticipation or mystery you started with the first time.

But we keep going. We write the another article for that publication, even when the last one was criticized. We start outlining the next project, even though there’s no one standing behind us, cheering or directing our sails. We do it because we are creators and it’s what we’re driven to do. We realize that the Creativity Industrial Complex wasn’t what made our first thing; we did. We do it knowing that it may not be this thing, or the next, but maybe even the fourteenth or twenty-second thing that catches, that dazzles people, that really reflects who we are and what we intend to contribute.

We keep creating because we know that only a fraction of the would-be creators manage to put out their first thing, and only a fraction of those who do keep creating. It is hard to keep the fire alive, the gears in motion, the pedal to the floor, or whatever motivational cliche does it for you. Even though it take an entirely different sort of momentum, one that comes from deep within ourselves rather than outside forces, we find that place and we focus on it. It’s a quiet, internal place, with little romance, with no instructions and no one to keep us company. It’s where we find our reasons to keep going. It’s the same place from which our next great thing will emerge. We might as well get cozy there.

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Swedish Lessons at The Eyrie in Ypsi!

One of the things I miss most about the job I left to become a freelance writer is how social it was. I love people. And though my work life is nothing like the stereotypical writer, sitting alone at a typewriter, gazing through a window in deep thought, there is a certain amount of isolation involved. That’s what makes reading events like the upcoming “Swedish Lessons and Champagne” event at The Eyrie in Ypsilanti so exciting for me. Humans! Humans with me! Doing things! Saying things!

What will make it exciting for those humans? Besides getting to spend an evening with me and my book? Swedish Lessons readings are actually quite a bit of fun (if I do say so myself). Besides doing the reading itself, I like to share some Swedish foods that are mentioned in the book, and at this very special event at The Eyrie, we’ll also be enjoying some champagne, because what better reasons to celebrate is there than the fact that it’s a Friday and we’re eating Swedish snacks together?
Another super cool part of the reading experience is the question and answer session. I wasn’t sure what to expect from this initially, nor how to properly phrase the question, “OK, go ahead and as me questions about me and my book about me. Because I very interesting, I know.”

But the questions I have been getting have been really fascinating, and I’m really excited to see what people ask next. Some of my favorites have been:

Are you okay? (I’m fine, thanks.)

Who would play you in a movie? (This actually has a really interesting answer that I won’t include on the internet, but does actually involve Brad Pitt. Not playing me, but you’ll have to ask me in person for details.)

So, was there anything good that happened in Sweden? (I still sleep on a Tempur Pedic pillow, so my neck is pretty happy about that.)

So join us! “Swedish Lessons and Champagne” is taking place next Friday, Oct. 18 at 9 E. Cross St. in Ypsilanti’s Depot Town at 7pm. There will be books, friends, champagne and knäckebröd – and two gastronomic items have never been better paired.

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Finding the Truth in Divided Times: Follow the stories

I watch enough crime dramas on television to know that a sure way to get to the truth of a (fictional, at least) mystery is to follow the money. When faced with bitterly divided argument in which those on either side are completely convinced they are absolutely correct, a similar philosophy holds true: follow the stories.

Talking points are carefully crafted. Juicy and tempting non sequiturs are volleyed back and forth by both sides without anyone challenging the other’s logic. Stories though, stories matter. Personal stories of people and experiences that beg the case for one side or other bring to light the reality of a situation. More often than not, the human factor is the most important piece of any argument, and it can so easily get lost in the yelling and the insults and the marketing.

My reasons for supporting Obamacare are all a part of my story: my family, my career, my tendency to always need Neosporan and a band-aid.
That said, I have not heard one story from an individual whose life will be made worse in some way by the Affordable Care Act. I’ve heard people say their principles will be violated, their personal interpretation of the Constitution threatened and their ideas of how the world works would be upset. No one has a compelling personal argument explaining how their life is good now, but will be made worse under the new law. And I have looked.*

What are available in abundance are the stories of people’s lives who are in desperate states because of a broken healthcare system. They are people who were denied coverage because of pre-existing conditions and could not afford the medicine they need to survive. People who have had to quit their chosen careers to get a different job to just barely cover the medical expenses of their children. They are people who had an accident or illness that not only hurt them physically, but also swallowed them in debt. I have my own story of why the ACA is good for me and my family. So many people I know do. We are all depending on this program beginning in January, and we will all be hurt if it does not.

Stories – true stories, that is – of people’s experiences matter. They matter more than statements like, “I shouldn’t have to pay for your birth control” or “Obamacare is socialism.” Those are empty words about abstractions that do not have any real benefit to any real person. If those intangibles are more important to so many Americans than the true stories of their relatives, their neighbors and others, than I suppose those people are right about one thing: we do live in dark times in the US. When we’ve lost the ability to empathize with one another and support those in need, when the stories of others have lost their power, then we are in trouble indeed.

*There are people complaining about increased premiums, this is true, but those are all from before anyone even had the opportunity to even look at the healthcare exchanges that will allow them to shop for a better plan.

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