Sometimes I find that being a writer is tough.
In every moment, in every part of life, there are words. There are phrases. There are pictures and memories to be captured. And in that second, minute or hour, you aren’t sure what will come of it. You just know, that it will eventually come.
And suddenly when you are brushing your teeth, running your errands, trying to sleep, it comes to you. The perfection of words. The puzzle peices of your thoughts are out of nowhere complete. And you feel as though if you don’t stop right now and put it into writing, it will be gone. Poof. As quick as the moment may have been itself.
If you’re lucky, it goes from the mind to the screen or paper as easy as you could ever hope. Other times, the connection between your mind and your hands is lost, and you are once again lost in thoughts swirling with words.
You wonder, are you losing your touch? The creativity, is it gone? Can you even write?
And yet, if you are truly a writer, a writer deep at heart…these questions will fade the moment you just do it. You just write. Something. Anything. Good or bad, you do it. And when you do it, you feel release. You feel complete. You feel whole and worthwhile.
Being a writer is tough.
And yet, I continue to grasp it so tight, each and every confusing and tiring moment it brings.
© 2009 “Le Musings of Moi”
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I need to start submiting again. The last time I published was right before my daughter was born. I haven’t stopped writing but I have slacked on proofing and editing to perfection. I wonder if I even have it anymore. Maybe it is two children and a slew of messes that has sucked the ink right out of my little red pen.
are you talking to ME this morning??? 🙂 you’re absolutely right- you just do it and somehow it works out!!
That’s so true! We have to continue to grasp it…even when it’s at 3am, which is usually when it hits me! But then I sleep so peacefully and happily!
Great post Summer!
good thoughts <3
I think you do just fine 🙂
Love this post — thanks.
Ah! SOOO true!! I was just thinking about that yesterday morning…how I have to write the thought down the MOMENT it comes to me (always while I’m busy doing something) or like you said. It’s gone.
Sometimes I’ll be laying bed at night and something BRILLIANT will come to me, but I’ll be too lazy to write it down…and it doesn’t matter because the thought is so brilliant I surely won’t forget in the morning. And then I wake up…and nothin.
This happens to me all the time. I stare at a blank screen with nothing and then hours, later while making dinner, folding laundry or changing a diaper, it comes to me. Those pieces just come together.
It just goes to show that you can’t force writing. It just happens.
Now if I could get it to happen when I sit down, that would be magical. 😉
I hate it when the PERFECT combination of words comes to me, and then I sit down to write it out, and I can’t even remember how to start. SO ANNOYING! 😉
I never have the perfect combination of words. 🙂 Writing is simply compulsory. Therapy and a gift, simultaneously.
The creative process is so fascinating to me. I don’t think there’s anything quite like it.