The Nine Worlds of Writers (and how to make them perfect adjacent)
I’ve been told for six months that “its gonna get busier” at work, a cringe-worthy phrase in the light of my current 45-hour work week and 45-minute one-way commute, coupled with living with a steadily declining dementia sufferer. So when my editor told me she needed my blog series by the 29th of June, I could literally feel my frontal lobe slamming into my skull. I’m already on empty. Staving off an inner toddler tantrum, I denied my anxiety, allowing only the tiniest “In a perfect world I’d have…” moment. Truth is, there are lots of “worlds” out there, none of which are perfect. It’s all in how we as writers spin them. So over the next nine weeks, I’m going to spin a few of which I am familiar:
Welcome to the nine worlds of writers!
World 1: The land of (brain) fog and mist
Frigid, barren, and dark, many writers are born here only to find the land inhospitable and the chilly crystals of ideas breathed are sucked away by snakey dragons. That cold that goes to the bone, that frostbitten flesh, however, is not your enemy.
It is in the silence that our muses speak. In those moments of quiet blue fog before the cacophony of life, wellsprings of creativity bubble up, frothy and clear. We writers have the ability to take the inhospitable, barren worlds and claim them for what they are, the progenitors of our creative life. As an artist considers an empty canvas home for masterpieces, those creations birthed in the stillness, shrouded by fog and kept on ice will bubble up when the time is right.
So when you think you are creatively cold and empty, allow yourself some silent time.
Contemplate the quiet. Be patient. It is inevitable that inspiration will come as exhalation. Each transient crystal formed from your breath is a word, a story, that sparkles in the atmosphere. In a world without distraction, you will see it clearly. This world of blues and somber hues will enrich your writers’ palette.