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The Source of Wonderment in the Creative Process
Dawn of a Day’s Thoughts
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Some years back, I was going through life with about the same enthusiasm of a tired, latter-day Elvis in Vegas, minus the stellar career and the riches. The idea of rising early, at five in the morning — to write, of all things — would have been unthinkable. I would have been either too busy, hungover, or depleted and depressed to want to address the tangle of thoughts within the folds of my brain and make something beautiful from it.
As I write this piece in pre-dawn quiet, I am glad I rose at night to start my day. At this hour, nobody else is awake, the phone will not ring, and I have nothing to solve or strike off a list. Usually, apart of my waking routine is to read beautifully written poetry or prose to tickle my frontal lobe into sentience and…
