In this time of self-quarantine, I have had nothing to do other than think. And that is awesome! But in the thinking–I’m thinking. With that thinking, I am wondering. I’m allowing my imagination to twirl, swirl and stretch and run.
I have the time to wonder…and I haven’t had that in a minute.
Wondering is powerful for a writer. Being able to have your mind unfettered so you can create is rare in a world where everything has an app.
Value the time to wonder, dear ones. Maximize it. It’s rare and wonderful.
What would you think about if all you can do is think?
In my almost 40 years of living, I can say more than once, this is true. My father always had some sort of functional disorganization in papers or folders. My sister’s room was always in some sort of post hurricane disarray. My room, too, was filled with papers, notebooks and scribbles on paper.
All brilliant women are messy.
That mantra became my validation in my creative notions and expectations. When there was a particular item, thought or notion I thought incredible? I would obsess over it. I would research and make it a part of my whole self.
Short stories. Email addresses. Colors. Character assessments, even character names! Embrace the messiness! Embrace the processing and the messiness and the desire to learn. Get used to the messiness. Get used to your imagination wandering and its provoking.
Embrace the messiness. It is key to your sanity as a writer.
Look for the rhythm in the mess. Look for where you passions may be hidden or revealed. Look for the passion–don’t hide from it. These are you muses, or your guides to where you can focus your talents.
Pay attention. It’s not just messiness—there are universes there.