Tag: thecreativelife

Embracing the creative life – part I

I’m 34, and I spent about 30 years sabotaging my (writing) life. For a very long time, I thought I wanted to live the same life of my parents. A stable job in one place, a house with a mortgage, a life partner, kids to perpetuate the generation. I wrote my first poem when I could barely grab a pen.…

Poetry

Happens throughout the early hours’ darkness. When everyone else’s asleep, drunk or making love, I crave a sacred silence. I don’t look for something to write. I don’t think about the last sunrise on the beach. All I have to do is surrender and flow. It’s a courtship with my solitude – sometimes it plays a bit hard to get.…

Rejections – creative life and failures

Rejections are the norm if you want to see your work published, and there is no shortcut to this. It’s like when you have to learn to cycle. You’re doomed to fail at first. What a catastrophe for an unpublished writer, you’d think. Well, I believe that creativity in the purest sense of the word is today’s limping relative. Being aware…