Thursday, April 05, 2007

Sublimating toward the Sublime

Last Saturday night toward bedtime, my 9-year-old daughter was lobbying for the password so she could play a computer game, and I resisted. After a few earnest/angry attempts, her last words came defiantly from a distance as she headed for her bedroom. I don't exactly remember the words, but this was their spirit-- "Fine! I'll write a book!"

Later my daughter returned with sincere excitement and told me something of her book idea.

Nobody asked her to use creativity as a consolation prize for pleasure denied.

How many better choices, how many deeper things, are the result of preempted ease?

1 Comments:

Blogger JN said...

The harder thing is often the better, and the more satisfying when complete, right?

11:49 AM  

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