In his book On Writing, Stephen King told of his son taking saxophone lessons. The youngster was seven at the time, really liked hearing Clarence Clemons of Bruce Springsteen’s band, and wanted to sound like him. But this didn’t last, and King knew the boy’s ambitions were taking a dogleg left.
“Owen mastered the scales and the scores,” King wrote. “Nothing wrong with his memory, his lungs, or his hand-eye coordination — but we never heard him taking off, surprising himself with something new, blissing himself out … if there’s no joy in it, it’s just no good. It’s best to go on to some other area, where the deposits of talent may be richer and the fun quotient higher.”
Creating is hard work. You really will sweat it out, and you may feel drained after a long session at the computer or at your instrument. But if you’re not having fun with it, you may be at the wrong address.