It is a tremendous relief that Saturday, the 26th, has come and gone. It is very hard to keep a secret from a good friend, and we were all in on a big birthday surprise. I couldn't help feeling, when the party had ended, that it was such a relief that we could finally go back to living lives of transparency in which we didn't have to watch every word for fear that we might give something away.
Transparency is freeing. It's transparency that an artist or writer has to be willing to achieve when becoming a creator of something. First he has to come face to face with the secret ideas, stories, or images deep in his heart. Then he has to be willing to expose them, like laundry hanging on the line, for everyone to see. That can be hard, but I think it is worthwhile.
So here's to transparency. Aren't we thankful for all the great writers out there who decided to be transparent, writing their hearts out and touching ours in the process?