Zest. Gusto. How rarely one hears these words used. How rarely do we see people living, or for that matter, creating by them. Yet if I were asked to name the most important items in a writer’s make-up, the things that shape his material and rush him along the road to where he wants to go, I could only warn him to look to his zest, see to his gusto.
I don’t really know what zest means, except for the tiny shavings of lemon peel I add to a lemon poppyseed cake. Zest and gusto seem like such masculine words and maybe a little old fashioned, my favorite writing words as you might know are passion and persistence. With persistence, in my eyes, being the most important. If I don’t blog by 8 a.m. I seem to have lost my zest for writing a post. That said, take today to watch the Super Bowl and maybe at half time whip up a lemon poppyseed cake. Or not. Happy Sunday.
Lemon Poppyseed Cake
The Writing Nag