Where Does Your Creativity Come From?

This past weekend my husband and I went to visit a friend of ours who is terminally ill. We were sitting on the back porch talking and drinking soda when our friend turned to me and asked out of the blue, “Where does your creativity come from?”

Admittedly at first I thought it was an existential question, as I imagine when you’re sitting on death’s doorstep (or walking down his street) you do contemplate questions like this. At the same time, it’s not the first time I’ve been asked a variatio...