My priority project with the most priority? One more revision of what I hope will be my debut novel. I also hope, as a mom old enough to have three adult children, it isn't too late to begin a fiction-writing career.
Though I make no claims to latent genius, I'm encouraged by Malcolm Gladwell's essay, “Late Bloomers: Why Do We Equate Genius with Precocity?” We may think that creative genius “requires the freshness and exuberance and energy of youth,” but that's not necessarily true.
Prodigies are conceptual, says economist David Galenson, “in the sense that they start with a clear idea of where they want to go, and then they execute it.” Late bloomers take more of an experimental approach, “revising and despairing and changing course” on the long journey to recognition and acclaim.
I'm not sure that the reasons are always as complex as Twain's and Cezanne's experiences indicate. I probably could have written that debut novel in an earlier season of my life. But at what cost to my family? After all, I was already juggling a full-time job and, for several years, working toward a graduate degree.
Just another reason the empty nest days are dazzlin' days -- late bloomers we may be, but our blossoms can be just as lovely!
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