I think I have come down to the reason why it has been so hard for me to write somethiing creative. The fact of the matter is that now that I have a job that entails me to write all day long, by the time I get home, I just dont want to write anymore. I want to do something, separate from that, something that will allow me to unwind.
And while I feel this a legitimate excuse, the crux is that it is just that...an excuse. When I wasn't writing all day long, I still couldn't write. So what is my deal. Why can't I just grab a notebook and sit down and write?
Maybe I just don't have the gift any more. I mean I will write because I have to..it is my job. But to write creatively, I think is gone. Sometimes I feel I no longer have the imagination I did as when I was a kid. I didn't care back then. I would just let my imagination go wild and write whatever fancy came to my brain.
However, now it is not that simple. My adult brain has taken over, full of it rationalizations and reasons why that will not work or that. How do I immerse myself back to the days where I would just write whatever, and let the rationalizations come later.
I do want to write. Sometimes, ideas will fill the head. One breakfast, as I sat eating my Special K, all of a sudden I had a whole scene in my head for a book idea I have been turning. Then another scene popped in and I thought, "wow this can really work." Of course, like a moron, I didn't write it down and when I sat down later, it just wasn't there.
I seem to have gotten lost somewhere and I can find my way back.
