Your Creative Gift: It’s Not Actually About the Next Step

Sitting in a hole-in-the-wall pizza place, I was mid-interview with a singer I’d heard in the East Village and wanted to know more about. He had an interesting look that photographed well but his bristly baritone is what really caught my attention. I’d learned about his early introduction into music and what fueled his love …

Thankfully, onward.

The “self” looking back at me said, “Good morning. Short work week this week, you can make it. Coffee soon. Put a bunch of stuff in your hair to hold it down since it’s windy. Maybe pick up some sweet gum at Duane Reade. Also, you failed at everything this year.”