I found creativity and I am letting it kill me; Bukowski would be proud of me. There are no more cockroaches in my room to talk to, no time to discover new wannabe rhymes and no sadness or anger in my veins, just coffee. I have decided to ignore this creativity crisis that is stabbing me and keep walking with those knifes in my back. Have you ever heard the news about a Polish woman who was stabbed and noticed an hour later? If she was able to walk around with a real knife in her body, I believe I can write something in spite of any figurative object pricking my mind. Thus, let's keep talking about creativity. I am going to present some advice that might help someone find some inspiration... or not. What a pressure. Talking to humans turns harder once I get used to addressing insects.
Firstly, put your socks on. I am giving you true writing advice and this is important; there is no way to concentrate when your feet are cold. After this little preparation, focus on your thoughts. It is necessary to brainstorm and connect ideas but you should do it in the most extreme and crazy way you can imagine. I am not talking about reaching the horizons of imagination; I am talking about trespassing those borders and entering outer space of creativity, the gravity zero area where thoughts float completely free. Try to sight a black hole where ideas are condensed and connected, so there you can find a link between chair, troglodyte and Steampunk, for instance. Write down everything you get to discover and conceive. People will like to know more about that universe inside your head.
Are thoughts the only source of inspiration? Of course not! Look around, listen, smell too! Even great artists of History made use of strange techniques to stimulate new ideas; it is known that Salvador Dali would go to bed holding a spoon, in order to awake himself the moment he had just fallen asleep, thanks to the sound of the spoon falling from his hand. This painter wanted to keep himself half conscious half dreaming, inside a frontier where he could think and picture concepts freely. After reading this, you will not feel that strange when trying other methods... Muses seldom appear directly in front of us, but we can follow their shadows and listen to their whispering voices. They have a characteristic subtle way to guide us. Be receptive. Observe every detail and the whole image in any situation.
Eventually, there will be a moment when you detect a special thought that you consider genuine enough, and makes you feel the motivation to elaborate an idea. If this instant never happens --what I call creativity crisis,-- you can choose a basic topic that could also inspire you to compose a short text. Another method would be using writing prompts, for those moments when your mind is totally frozen. Even when you are writing, your brain generates new thoughts! Some of them could light the flame for a new and better composition, so do not stop writing. Doing nothig and waiting for inspiration will not help, I can tell. Moreover, your skills may worsen, making even harder to express yourself. Never stop writing, reading, learning new vocabulary and trying new writing styles or improving your own.
Finally, here comes the fun part: Write something! Organise your thoughts and expose them without losing your point. It does not matter if you are writing a poem, a novel, a short story or an essay, you must keep a goal in mind and create a path for the reader to reach that essential idea. Even labyrinths are designed to take you to a particular place, they are not dozens of ways put together randomly. Creativity is not senseless. The aim of writing is to communicate with others; readers are wasting their time trying to get something valuable from you, they want to receive a message from the galaxy you are exploring in your head. Do not forget that. Even if you cannot find anything special, keep sending sidereal messages in the form of structured essays. Freshness will be reached in further space travels.
3 comments:
This post is just MARVELLOUS. Thank you for sharing your reflections on creativity.
You had a couple of nice lapses too: *painter and *worsen... What's it on purpose? Hehe.
Anyway, I enjoyed this post a lot, seriously.
Thank you so much! Hahah those were my clear examples of enworsened skylls.
Sometimes new ideas come to my mind, but they are like little baby kangaroos and still need to grow. I will post some standard essays, though :)
I have just realised it was Bukowski and not Kerouac who said, "Find what you love and let it kill you."
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