Saturday, August 9, 2014

Writing and Inspiration

I sat at our dining room table this evening, finishing a chapter of the novel I have been working on for some time. It's grown to somewhat of a runaway snowball tumbling down a hillside, getting larger and larger until I wonder if it will ever stop. But I keep writing, regardless.

My brother-in-law and I were talking this afternoon, and the subject came up of things we enjoy that aren't really an essential thing to our financial well being or critical in other areas, such as spiritual or health related. My writing is a passion that takes me out of the ordinary and into a world where anything is possible;  failure can be avoided with a handful of keystrokes, life's problems become a dull ache that really don't mean a lot in the big picture, and whee I can become absorbed in someone's world other than my own to the point reality doesn't even matter, for a time.

I can express myself on my terms and take all the time I need. Once finished, it's there forever. Yes, writing gives us a chance of immortality.

As I sat here into early stages of darkness the thunder in the distance turned louder, and a soft, gentle rain began to fall, tickling the leaves outside and playing a harmonious tune. It blended with a symphony of unseen musicians, their performance not as individuals, but a wall of sound that filled the air from all directions. Then a trail came in from the west, a low whistle that soon turned into  a rumble and scream.

Now the magic has gone in hiding. The trains have passed, and rain showers are further down the road, singing its tune to a new group of people, some who will see it as simply a nuisance. For me, life is a new adventure about to happen. Sometimes I'm disappointed, but I don't miss nearly as much as I used to.

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  1. I love this. Exactly what I needed to read tonight, although I never feel like my writing will make me immortal for more than maybe a few days at a time. Life has become so overwhelmingly complicated to me. When I stop and reflect on it, I know it is just that new adventure happening. I would truly miss never having adventures about to happen, so I just ride the wave for all it's worth. May your next adventure not disappoint.

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    1. Thanks for stopping by, and I'm glad you found something in my writing that helped. I enjoy your words and imagery, and the openness of it. Hope the next adventure helps to reduce the pain a bit. Take care-

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  2. I agree ... writing is more than therapy; it's as though, when we write, a door opens through which we can step, and leave all the mundane and frustrating things behind us. We can become other people, meet whom we want, say what we want, go to wonderful or horrible places, and use it as a catharsis to burn away the psychological crap that sticks to us as we roll through our days.

    I enjoy going to "your" world, and seeing what your protagonist and his friends are doing. It's a great escape.

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    1. Thanks, I enjoy the escape of your world as well, it's a welcome relief from my reality. Not that I have a bad life, but the imagination is such a wonderful tool for escaping to worlds unknown.

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  3. My fictional writing must be an escape from everyday mundane events, not a rehash of what readers sludge through day in and day out in their own lives. Readers need to be thrown headfirst into a fantasy world that touches them in such a way they'll think on it later, maybe in their secret place when all they want is a dose of magic to help them survive their personal daily grind

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