I loved The Red Violin. Brilliant movie. Seriously; rent it if you haven’t seen it yet.
     There’s this continuing thread of scenes where Samuel L. Jackson’s character is holed up in a hotel room, aching for his art — which was, in his case, the red violin. He uses the room to block out all distractions and focus just on the violin. It’s always been somewhat romantic to me… permitting yourself the luxury of just diving 100% into your art.
     This week, I am Samuel L. Jackson.
     I’m holed away in a hotel room far from home to work 24/7 on my upcoming speeches, technology columns, and various writing projects I’ve been dying to get into. Luckily, I have an amazing partner who encourages this side of me. It’s such a wonderfully/shamefully indulgent feeling, being able to just let the inspiration happen when it will.

• Bill Gates does these “reading weeks” twice a year where he goes away and just reads articles from thinkers, proposals from Microsoft staff, etc.
• Our friend Heather does this every so often at the Banff Centre.
• So I think I’m allowed to.

All this to say that I’m only permitting myself to check email once a day, so bear with me if comments are a little slow to get posted or email replies are a little slow.

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