Recently I experienced a period in which it seemed I was attempting to climb a mud hill. What had once seemed a perfect stage to launch my many creative endeavors now felt more like exercises in futility. No matter how resolute my resolve, how dogmatic my approach I could not seem to get out of my own way. Simply put, I had made a mess in my kitchen and it was time to put things in order. Now you must understand that I, like many of my sister ent...