Not So Obviously About Polymer Clay

Creativity is a rare commodity in this world...what most call creative is someone merely using someone else's idea in a [i]slightly different (if not totally borrowed/stolen) way.  True creativity is doing something no one else has thought of doing (and wished they had) with whatever medium they use...clay, paint, architecture, stone, words, etc....their efforts are for no other reason than to have done it for themselves and the sheer love of their work
I've spent the last two days re-reading Ayn Rand (geez, can ya tell?).  I discovered her in my early twenties when I was just (honestly) realizing how  my (frowned upon) so-called selfishness was really someone elses' problem...not mine.  She's right.  The root of all evil is selflessness...for how can one lose or give away one's self and still be considered human?  Is not one's self one's soul?  And, if so, what does that say of one who considers himself selfless?  I'm no philosopher...couldn't even begin or want to get into a deep discussion on it...not in this medium, anyway.  I recommend to anyone they should read her...among the most famous, "Atlas Shrugged" and "The Fountainhead".  Brilliant.  Her thinking was radical, even in the forties when published, and still holds water today.
So...when I get to the point...if I ever do...of being truly creative with my polymer clay, I will die a happy woman.  I work with my clay for my own enjoyment, and if I get to sell some or give it away, and it makes someone happy, that's great.  My greatest enjoyment will be to push my learning and ability to the limit.