I've mentioned before that I feel like my 32-year-old writer-self who just happened to take a 'short' hiatus from writing. I have all the enthusiasm I had then, plus a whole bunch of saved up creative energy. I'm not short of ideas. I feel determined, as if I'm trying to establish a career.
I think working in a "pop-culture" store for the last 35 years has kept me young in the sense of being in touch with pop-culture, probably more so than most 20 or 30-somethings. I've been pretty much dealing with younger people for most of my career. I feel in tune with them, to some extent -- at least in what they're interested in.
It's the same things I'm interested in.
At the same time, my age and experience has given me some perspective and discipline I didn't have before.
But I certainly feel in touch with the pop-culture zeitgeist. As least as much as I was when I was 32 years old...if not more so. The things I'm weak on now, I was weak on then. The things I was strong on then, I'm stronger on now. Plus a whole lot of knowledge I simply didn't have then. (Like comic art and writing which I think is perhaps the most creatively open of all the media.)
Maybe I'm kidding myself, but I feel like I'm right in there.
With the added benefit that I have some hard-won, weathered maturity. That is, I can be more patient, more deliberative in my efforts. Wait until the books are ready. Wait for them to take their turn in the carousal. I have a stronger sense of how long things take and what it takes to get them done.
But that feeling of being in another place, in a world of my own making, that hasn't changed at all.
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