Quarter Past Curfew - Creativity

Good morning citizens, and welcome to Quarter Past Curfew – a series of vibrations that your mind translates into sounds that it translates into words that it translates into abstract concepts – good lord we’re computers made of meat.  

We start with the headlines: our glorious leader has announced a new raft of measures designed to feed people, starting in June, so just hold your breath until then. In economic news, it turns out that you are organised enough to have many spare batteries, but disorganised enough that they’re all triple a, when you don’t have a single appliance that takes them.

But first; I have a press release on my desk from our glorious leader – praised be his name, hallowed be his memory, reminding us that in these times when we do not leave the house, we may want to start exploring creative outlets. Many citizens have started drawing or finally getting round to finishing that novel, or starting a podcast to polish up their production skills and get over their fear of putting content on the internet without the filter of an actor between writer and audience.

And to be honest with you, I think the vast majority of the creative process is driven by fear. We procrastinate because we fear that the product wont be as good as the vision. We repeatedly edit because we fear the release, and we fear exposure because we fear both critique and indifference and praise and acclaim.

Here in Sector 17, I can hear through my wall that my neighbour has started writing a sitcom. I know this because he’s speaking all the parts aloud. It’s called ‘Three’s a Crowd’ and it’s a standard buddy cop prodcedural, but the twist is that there’s three of them, running a good cop bad cop moral relativist cop routine. Each car chase starts with a five minute argument about who has to sit in the back. 

I’m scared that one day he’ll ask me to ready the bloody thing.

But I guess we’ll burn that bridge when we come to it.