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Creative lulls are the respite of artists. When the juices don’t flow some react to the lack of creativity with increased tension or frustration. Anger is just a stone’s throw away or closer. Hope maybe beyond the horizon and out of mind or it may have its warm tendrils gently wrapped about our shoulders like a comforting shawl.

What do you do when the notes, hues, textures, words, or moves don’t materialize? This is the playground of forebode. Apprehension flowers in abundance and we reach desperately into the ether where there is nothing to latch onto. Emotions lock into a nauseating spiral and something that’s not quite vertigo pounds our thoughts into dull discombobulated heaps.

Like many other human experiences creativity blocks foster a retinue of emotional stages. Death comes to mind, in all its profundity. Unlike that dark specter, we mostly survive to see another day.

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Once our minds, and souls, have run that gamut of disaster we re-set our mental shoulders and pull our brows back down. We get a reign back into our teeth and start a focused chorus of kicking and spurring. Though nothing may come of our exertions just yet, we forge ahead. Dismay is never far away from the thought processes of an artist.

Wallowing in the funk of a creativity blockage can go on for nanoseconds, or for many years. The artists’ own personality will dictate the length of time it takes to restart the engines of imagination.

As long as there are dreams to dream and thoughts to think, muses will dance out their mysterious steps of inspiration. Their pleasures are the flows of creativity they inspire. In that regard, they are always insatiable.