I am the least crafty person I know, and I say this with genuine sadness. I can’t draw or paint, I can barely color, I can’t sew, ditto for knitting and crochet…the list goes on. But I can create a killer bourbon-based cocktail, with only minor modifications to other people’s recipes. Creative copying is an art, right? There’s that great book by Austin Kleon called “Steal Like an Artist: 10 Things Nobody Told You About Being Creative.” I highly recommend it (plus, at the moment, it takes the heat off me.)

Mae West said, “I’ve been rich and I’ve been poor, and rich is better.” To paraphase (inelegantly), I’ve been a writer and I’ve not been a writer, and being a writer has been better. The times I’ve strayed from writing and exclusively focused on other things just haven’t been nearly as satisfying or fulfilling. So I come back, and I create.

What do you consume?