After what seems like an enormous amount of time away from creative work, the composer puts all aside and returns to her process. She returns to her beginning – to the learning, the formulation, the remembering, the issues, the blocks, the hopes, the excitement – all associated with starting a new project. There is terror – because the creative process can be consuming, can be isolating, suck everything out of you, leave no time for people, places or things (including walking the dog). But there is joy – there is a renewed sense of self, actually a remembering of who the self is. She is a creative being. Her existence is tied up in her process of making the new. If there is no engagement in creative activity, there is no passion in her life, no reason to live. But engagement, on the other hand, fills her life with purpose, the mundane must be handled efficiently and quickly, to maximize the liberated time for composition, to maximize the available brainpower for composition. this is no time to make lifestyle changes – this is the time to optimize the tried and true patterns in mundane life, to minimize the issues of mundane life – so that at 7:00 p.m. every night there is nothing but the keyboard, and the pencil, and the lines of a staff, her computer and her sequencing software, and the wild fantasies of her thoughts transforming into sound.
So what is going on, she asks, in the mundane life, which might challenge my existence, which is my creative work. Smooth out the wrinkles at work, she advises herself. Yield to your consorts – let them lead you. In general, she realizes, this is the time to yield, to give up fights, resistance. You have staked out your claim, made your points, offered your resistance. Now is the time for yielding, giving and giving up. That means ego . Let it go. Nothing matters except the point of transfer from fantasy to reality, from brain to software file. Give yourself freely. Give your money, your time (except for that precious creative time). Give away everything – whatever they need – the people of your mundane world, the loves in your life.
So she clears her head, and her heart fills with hope, with excitement, at the beginning of her new journey. She is going to invest in new hardware. A new external soundcard, a new desktop with better data transfer capability. She is going to liberate the sounds on her old Yamaha DGX-200. She is going to create fairy music, and music for the abstracts of Nelly Neal, and the airbrush art of John Shook, and an awesome set for the masks of Dani Stoh.
She is going to take it slow. Engage in the learning. Deeply, passionately, savor every problem and every solution, and emerge, who knows when, in months, in a year – with a rich new body of composition, at radically new heights technically and conceptually.
So the journey begins. And she will document it every morning for her soulmates in cyberspace that seek to articulate their own experience as they walk a creative life.