When a current project dies down, I look around in the ground.
Often enough, inspiration has sprouted up surrounding the ashes of an old one.
If there are no upstarts, I simply wait.
It used to make me antsy. Sometimes, I probably forced things to happen sooner than they naturally would have.
Nothing good is forced.
Well, maybe paper-white narcissus.
This time, I may have found the next batch of inspiration in Chicago…
