In looking at my old writing books, I decided that the best way to deal with my lack of motivation to write regularly was to reach back into my past and try to tap into some of the enthusiasm and excitement I used to have about it. That book, What If?, that I talked about in my previous post was a book that I bought when the idea of being a writer was fresh and new and untainted by the harsh reality that writing is hard and getting published is harder. I was falling in love with words and relishing my own self-assigned brilliance when I was able to string those words together in a way that pleased me.
The first exercise in the book involves writing a series of first sentences. These are just that, first sentences, with no expectation that you will take it any farther. It's about gaining experience in starting a story in media res, or in the middle. The most compelling stories are the ones that (ironically, for this post) do not begin at the beginning. When I was a teenager and had just purchased this book, I did this exercise a lot. It was fun and I enjoyed coming up with sentences that were surprising or funny in some way.
To try to kick-start (again) a regular writing habit, I thought it would be a good idea to try to go back in my mind to that time, so I started by returning to that exercise. And it was fun! I enjoyed it. But I have to admit, I also had a hard time with it. There's something different about a middle-aged, jaded brain tackling this exercise as opposed to an optimistic young brain (that is, perhaps, obvious). I reveled in it then; I found it more difficult to get into the state of mind needed now.
What is that state of mind? Open, careless, playful. That's where I need to be to write regularly because that's the state of mind that gives the practice a sense of joy. I need that state of mind for all of my creative endeavors, really. It's a matter of letting go of all the thoughts that bog my mind down (what will people think? is this too weird? nobody's going to get this) so that I can approach it weightlessly. Easier said than done.
Here is a photo I took yesterday that I will add to my Ordinary Beauty Photo Challenge. It's taken at the Hoover Dam. I don't consider going to the Hoover Dam to be ordinary, despite our relative proximity to it. But I wanted to look at some small un-noticed area and capture its beauty. Some small part of the whole that isn't the most obvious photo opportunity. I like the curved line of the shadow, the blues and greens, the tiny wavelets.










