I'm thinking about pausing the daily blog. I wanted to make posts for a year. I've just checked and realize that I've already done it. I started this project last October, not missing a day, and now it's November. So I've gone past the finish line.
Just as runners after hitting the tape don't immediately stop as if they were smashing into a brick wall, I may as well keep writing a little longer.
Two traits real artists have: extraordinary patience, and exceptional versatility. Both point to a great hunger for supreme achievement.
A couple of modern examples: when everyone else wanted to call it quits and go home to bed, Jimi Hendrix stayed in the recording studio and kept tinkering with his songs, determined to perfect the version. Or Michael Jackson, no matter how many takes the video director demanded, the singer always could come up with a new one. He never bothered to repeat himself.