Day #338
“In 1978 Haruki Murakami was in the bleachers of Jingu Stadium watching a baseball game between the Yakult Swallows and the Hiroshima Carp when Dave Hilton, an American, came to bat. According to an oft-repeated story, in the instant that he hit a double, Murakami suddenly realized that he could write a novel. He went home and began writing that night.”
Now, 46 years later, Haruki Murakami has written 14 novels, 6 short story anthologies and 5 nonfiction books.
It’s hard for me to imagine that sort of productivity. Even harder to imagine is the focus and determination required to accomplish a body of work so prolific, so varied and so down-right fun.
I’m envious.
It would be nice to apply something like his focus to what remains of my own creative endeavors. Perhaps taking in a few Seattle Mariners games would help.
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