My Life As A Creative Experiment

So I'm feeling inspired. I've been reading some great books on writing, plus I'm feeling good about simply being prolific. Prolific is THE WORD. Because prolific is what it's all about. As long as I can remember to simply be prolific with whatever I do, and to write and act and paint and cook and do stuff, and keep the chi moving, then I'll eventually have success. But I just have to keep on doing stuff. Doing is what makes us work. Doing is what makes the creativity appear. And loving what we do is what makes it all come on out. I simply do. There is always something to do, whether it's read or write or paint or work on some new project. Make shit happen, sell shit, paint shit, draw shit, learn shit. Sing, paint, act, write, do theatre, do films, come up with ideas. Write essays, short stories, articles, whatever. But keep that stuff coming, and make it keep coming. And remember that when it's not coming, just make it come by writing ANY. OLD.SHIT.