I’ve recently joined a group which the members randomly share their secret thoughts in a confession thread. No real judgments or commentary happens. Just simple people opening up about any number of things from the mundane to the awful. What do you think, is it lethargic to simply put all of that out in the open somewhere private where it will actually have no impact on your life? Is that enough?
I sometimes miss the confessional booth. I grew up Catholic, and one of the rites is to sit in a room or a cupboard and confess your sins and receive forgiveness. The simple act that could alleviate your soul. But was that enough? Did I ever actually feel cleansed?
How should we rid the thoughts and experiences that make us feel shame? Should we even feel shame?
Just some random questions for your day today.
Once again… I am surfing the web rather than writing!
And look what I found, beautiful art! I once used an old book for a photography experiment. I will have to find it and add a picture! What do you guys think of using books as art such as these, is it sacrilege or amazing?
I find it easier to “do art” than write. While I love writing and I need to write, there is something about painting or drawing or melting (that’s the hot wax encaustics) that calls to me and pulls me in, even when I’m feeling bored, uninspired, or flat-out fatigued. When I’m feeling “ugh,” I can still “do art” and feel like I’ve been creative. Don’t get me wrong – I don’t mean to imply I’ve created a masterpiece but rather simply have achieved some creativity.
Probably my inner Creativity Junkie talking.
Writing, on the other hand, requires that my brain cells line up and fire.
And that doesn’t always happen the way I’d like. In fact, often the more I try to make it happen the less success I have…
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I’m gearing up for a month of writing. I need to put my energy somewhere, and it’s the perfect time to finally dedicate myself to it. As such, as any good writer I am preparing. The best way I can think of is to write.
So what do you do to get your juices flowing? Do you use writing prompts, such as the one featured? Do you use short little fantasies, little whims, things maybe you could flesh out later?
Share with us your ideas!
What comes to mind when you see this item? Write a 2-minute list.
Read your list, now write for at least 10 minutes without censoring or editing. Let the words flow, see where it goes.
If you’d like to share your writing or your experience of this and other writing prompts, please do – in the comments section.
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You sit in front of your laptop, day in, day out, and you search for inspiration, that final moment when you have had enough, and you need to write. This piece calls to me, as I struggle to find my voice again.
I will be updating and hopefully actively writing as we speak. My new goal for this month will be at least 1 hour a day.
Not a lot of time, see about page for reason, but I found this today. It was intriguing and made me curious as to what we think of what I see as maybe writing to sell or simply storytelling?
Humans are born storytellers. Shortly after learning to string sentences together, we start sharing them: “Mommy, I did this…” or “Daddy, I did that….” We are eager to hear about others’ experiences, supposedly to learn from them and avoid their mistakes, and we like basking in the glory that our own stories give us (after being mentally edited, of course).
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Recently, I was inspired by what I have termed, “the great flying experience”. It was as close to skydiving as I could get. I will spare you the pictures, simply go here, and check it out. The feeling of flying though, it was one of the most liberating feelings I have ever felt. In that moment, I felt so happy and released, that when I came out of the tunnel, I wanted to always feel that free.
So I began to reevaluate my life. Weeks of analysis followed, and as always, the revelation is that I need to write. All avenues in my life point to the need to write. So I might as well just do it right?
So I went out for inspiration. It was a long journey. But here is a piece that I found very interesting and thematic. The article, Lost Toys and Flying Machines: A Talk with Kazuo Ishiguro from the New Yorker, is an interview with the author of seven novels. The ending is what resonated the most with me. He speaks of writing as building a “flying machine”. A machine that he builds as he goes without direction, and only after does he examine and critique it.
He said that he doesn’t mind how people perceive his machine: “The important thing is making the story fly.”
The idea that my writing will lift people and transport them to another realm is very appealing, as it should be to any writer. After all, what do all writers start out as? Readers. Why did I become a reader? I started at age four to be transported to another place, a sense of escape.
Come on aboard and lets go flying. Hopefully soon, I got to start writing.
Procrastinate, a verb defined by Dictionary.com as “to put off till another day or time; defer; delay”. Even the tone of the definition is negative and makes me feel bad for using it as the reason for my not writing. The old adage of not putting off till tomorrow what you can do today rings clearly in my ear. Honestly sometimes delaying action cannot be helped.
Sadly, I was doomed from the beginning. I wasn’t able to write a single word for NaNoWriMo. I had forgotten when it started, and it set the tone for the rest of the month. To be honest, it was a high goal, when faced with my day to day tasks.
How does one balance out his/her day to day life or the 9 to 5 job with the enormity of writing? One of the first books I read on Writing was Stephen King’s On Writing: A Memior of the Craft. The passage that resonated with me, in summary was if you wanted to be a writer, the first thing to do is to sit down and write. He acknowledges not everyone has the ability to write all day, everyday, and he suggests that no matter how long you have each day, you dedicate a certain amount of time each day to writing. It will then become a habit, and you will be on your way to being a writer. It could be 15 minutes, it could be 2 hours, the point is, you write.
I still remember the day I read this passage. I was riding the 110 into downtown Austin for work, and the words made me stare out the window in deep thought. My mind was racing with all the things and ideas I could accomplish with this new-found simplistic insight. The big question was and is, since this awoken my senses so many years ago, why haven’t I done it?
The answer is deep life-long procrastination. The way I see it, the physical act of putting off till another day isn’t necessarily for a selfish or self-wounding reason. It could be for very legitimate life roadblocks. Now my personal Life’s Little Hiccups, as a writer, Diana Stout describes this particular problem, are admittedly not as bad as what Diana writes in this beautiful and heart wrenching blog post. But, life did throw hiccups. Instead of scolding myself for it, I need to simply move forward. I love her last line, “Bottom line: I do well with deadlines. How about you?”. The challenge is accepted. I need to come up with a project and set a deadline ASAP, and then maybe I will start finally.