where’s my $%*@ muse?!
I don’ t know about any of y’all, but my muse seems to have up and deserted me. Since October, actually. She must have gotten tweaked at the mere suggestion that she wasn’t pulling her weight with this whole writing thing.
So my first assignment apparently is to prove her existence.
Followed shortly thereafter by embarking upon a Search & Rescue mission.
If I can figure out how to get my Muse to start throwing ideas left and right and backwards and forwards like those assigned to, say, Ms. Layna Pimentel or Ms. Trish McCallan, I will be a very happy woman. Enough with feeling uninspired and like a hack.
Quiet the Mind
Okay. The consensus seems to be immersion in non-reading, non-lyrical music, non-television watching, non-thinking about writing thoughts… and see what my Muse starts throwing at me.
And that’s the kicker. See, I’m a pretty quiet person. I don’t hear voices in my head… I don’t think. Maybe I’ve heard ‘em all my life, but ignored them? So, I’ve come up with a list of things to do that may help quiet my nagging left-brain for a short while. (And if they don’t, at least life will be a little bit cleaner!)
- washing dishes
- doing the laundry
- going for a walk
- garden (I need to weed and clean up anyway!)
- wash my car (woohoo – that really needs to be done!)
- get a massage? (this gets my vote!)
- do a sudoku puzzle
- go for a drive (without the 4yo!)
- take the 4yo to the park
- go through the 4yo’s how-to-draw books borrowed from the library
- oh! color with the 4yo! She’s got a stack of over-sized Dora poster pictures… she can jabber on, and I can color and let my mind wander — bonus points for being a good mom, too!
- … ?
What do you do to draw your creativity out from the shadows? Don’t be shy! I need help here… lots and lots and lots of help…