When I'm in need of inspiration I always head back to these passages from Henry Miller's Reflections on Writing. They remind me why I write 20 pages, put them down, walk away, pick them up, rip them up and start all over. One's authentic voice is not always present in a first draft. And unlike advertising copywriting where I need to communicate the voice and tone of someone else (or their brand), my personal writing needs, more than anything, to speak from my heart, my voice, my gut. Just as a singer who doesn't sing from deep in their diaphragm sounds nasal-y and false, a writer who does not dig deep, who skates only on the surface, is merely a typist. Sometimes a witty documentarian. But not authentic. To be authentic one must stare down the tough stuff. Run towards it, not away. In order to process and understand. Not wallow in it. Just, not back away. Creative people (of all sorts) dissect their pain. They understand that obstacles, challenges and pain teach them as much or more about themselves as happiness ever could. If you don't dive deep, attempt to understand all sides of yourself, how can you value anything or anyone authentically? How do you see beyond the surface? You can still be a person who appreciates the light. I do. I'm just not afraid of the dark. Are you?
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Every once in awhile I'm lucky enough to end my day at the same time the sun does, heading across the Hudson as it makes a dramatic exit.
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One of the things I love about New York is that the city is so dense, shoots appear right in front of you. Today was a rare 70F day in November so we were eating brunch outside @ The Half King. They were shooting the new Matt Damon flick (The Adjustment Bureau) about 20 feet away from us. Although I have to admit I was most interested in the Porsche Pursuit vehicle they were filming with. It looks like the Darth Vader of autos. Über cool.
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Kanye vs. Beethoven vs. Walter Murphy = Epic mashup
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