The Boss

For several weeks, I've been agonizing over which plot twist Book 4 - "HAWAII! Pineapple Peril" should take. There are several strands I'm considering, and I can't decide which one is the best. In other words, I'm spending a lot of time staring at the screen. Getting nothing. Nothing.

But this morning, over breakfast, I read an article in an old Sunday NYT about Bruce Springsteen and his creative process: https://www.nytimes.com/2025/06/18/arts/music/bruce-springsteen-tracks-ii-the-lost-albums-interview.html 

"I'm a soul miner," he said. "So I'm down in the mine and I'm chipping away. And very often I'm getting nothing, nothing, nothing—more often than not. Nothing, nothing, nothing. And then you hit a vein. And when you hit that vein, Bang! Things come pouring out. And you've struck some gold, musical gold..." 

Or in my case - maybe - prose gold. 

Thank you, Bruce, for the reminder that much of creating we can't control. We have to wait for the door to open into that part of us that dreams up stories, music, poems, and art.