Big Magic

I was quite pleased with how this book ended and I wasn't sure if it would actually have a genuine conclusion or if it would just be a series of quotable essays about getting past the creative blocks and taking chances. But Gilbert did have a point to all of it, and while its not a particularly earth shattering point, its still a good one: if we don't take a chance to make the things we hope to make before we die, what the hell are we waiting for?

Honestly, despite other people having some issues with her beliefs about the whole creative spiritualism, towards the end of the book, she pretty much says that you can believe that creativity comes from wherever you want it to come from. She chooses to believe it comes from a magical place, a spiritual place. I've got no better explanation.

Some days my creativity shows up with a party hat on and some days it shows up with its best gothy get-up on and pouts. I have to work with what I get. So do what you have to do to get your creativity going. If you have to sprinkle fairy dust and sage to help it along, go for it. If you needs to spend the summer at a kibbutz in Israel to make peace with your muse, so be it. If its massaged along with cupcakes and Hello Kitty toys, inspire your muse. We all have to do what we've got to do. Whatever it takes but a big thanks to Gilbert for kicking us all in the collective behind to stop waiting around for inspiration to come to us.