I’ve heard editors wonder at times: “Am I creative? Really, genuinely creative? I’m not writing a screenplay, I’m not directing the shoot, I’m just the editor putting together stuff that other people handed off to me.
“Is that actual creativity?”
Consider a similar scenario.
Chantel, my wife, regularly questions whether she’s at all creative in the kitchen.
“I could never come up with these recipes on my own,” she tells me with a sad shake of her head. “I mean, how on earth do people figure out all these random ingredients to put together into a brand new thing?”
She then proceeds to examine the recipe at hand with a practiced eye.
“Are you kidding me? This says it’ll take 15 minutes to prepare. Not a chance.”
She strides over to the cabinets that hold the needed ingredients.
Saint, Minister of Propaganda and VP of Canine at The Power Edit, perks up from his position under the kitchen table to gauge his chances of scoring a snack from food falling on the floor.
“The recipe says to use half a cup. I think I’ll make that a quarter cup,” Chantel announces. She decides on an alternate ingredient to make up the extra quarter cup.
“What do you think about wine to go with this?” she asks, striding around the kitchen island to give a quick stir to the bubbling contents of a saucepan on the stove, sticking a spoon in for a quick taste.
“Hmm,” I say. “Well, what about –“
“Needs a little something more,” she mumbles distractedly before I can finish. She opens up the spice cabinet, spins the rotating platter of spice bottles until she finds just the right one. Continue reading Am I actually creative?