Chasing inspiration is one of my favorite phrases. I’ve written about it before, but I always come back to it as an admirer. Inspiration, whichever muse it takes form in, is something I always come back to. It’s a devastating loss when I’m stuck in the torment of writer’s block, but when I find my dear friend Inspiration again, the journey is so sweet and so satisfying.
When I was younger, I was able to write without stopping. Idea after idea came to me and everything felt so new when I wrote it. Those first action sequences, those first moments of a lover’s betrayal – I became those emotions. Of course, I was twelve. No one said the writing was good, but it was passionate. (hint: I think most of the writing I did before age twenty was absolutely cringe-tastic nowadays). Now, I’m so worried about bills and health and book marketing and book sales and blah-blah-excuse-here, that it feels like sometimes that dear friend Inspiration runs away from me too fast, leaving me in its dusty wake.
My sleeping schedule has been a constant merry-go-round of love and hate for me. My man and I are both gamers and we burn the midnight oil on the weekends. Sometimes on the weekdays. Sometimes every night. It spirals out of control eventually and I have to force myself back into an appropriate schedule. I say appropriate, because without a good night’s sleep, I can’t write a thing. Not one single sentence, unless I sit there and drag myself over the keyboard like I’m dragging a dead body behind me. That’s how I feel anyway, like a dead body. It’s gross and in that time, Inspiration is so far ahead of me that it feels like I can’t keep up.
Then there are days like today, where everything is clear again.
On the days where I sleep soundly and wake up with a clear mind, all of that unlimited potential comes soaring back. It’s the most magical feeling in the world, the potential that I can write without effort, as I was once able to.
I’m able to chase inspiration once more.
On most days like this, I’m so afraid of losing the ability to chase inspiration, to write without worry and just to get the story over and done with. These are the days where I tend to isolate myself from friends, ignore text messages and IMs and even tell my man not to bother me for a bit. It’s not that I’m trying to tell everyone that I don’t want their company. I just want to dive back into my own head for a bit, explore my inner universes as they were meant to be written about and let that creativity fly. I want to chase inspiration as it comes.
Today is one of those days and I’m not letting it go to waste. There are times where Inspiration lets you catch up sometimes. I’m not going to miss the opportunity to catch up.
A little music for the moment never hurt, either.
For my fellow writers and creative minds, keep chasing inspiration.