Agnes de Mille put it this way: "Living is a form of not being sure, not knowing what next or how. The moment you know how, you begin to die a little. The artist never entirely knows. We guess. We may be wrong, but we take leap after leap in the dark."

I like that image of artists as leaping. That has certainly been my own experience. I "pounce" on an idea, and though it may take me months or even years to implement it fully, I do not need or want to be questioned to find my footing. I do not need to have someone say "You're writing about X? Now, why on earth would you be doing that?"

The "why" is often as much a mystery to us as to other people. And the answer may be as simple as "it interests me."