I wrote an article for Communication Arts years ago entitled I’m not creative enough. It has been the most republished piece I’ve ever written. From what I hear it’s also the most photocopied of my writing as well, if I believe all the art professors and advertising instructors who tell me it’s required reading for their students.
I’ll tell you the punch line, if you’d like. I believe the hollow feeling of creative uncertainty is one of the greatest forces one can have to fuel creative growth. I believe it perpetuates the hunger.
I hadn’t read the piece in a number of years until just now, and you know what? I still haven’t outgrown the deep, hollow hunger. I hope I never will. Because that will be then end of my creative growth. And as a new year is upon us it feels like a good time to reconfirm this resolution.
I’m not creative enough.
As I sit down to write this article a cold shiver goes down the center of my back.
“What do I write about?”
“CA readers are a pretty savvy audience.”
“Will they like it?”
“Will it be meaningful?”
“Will it be valuable?”
“Will it be useful?”
“Will the column be good enough?”
“Am I creative enough?”
These are just a few of the frightful thoughts that flash through my mind, with a few side trips to my sweat glands.
The blank sheet of paper has been haunting writers and artists for centuries. Or, the blank canvas, or the solid slab of marble, or the empty stage…. All creative people have their boogiemen.




