Do you remember the things that you were good at and loved doing when you were in Infant School?
I know it’s a bit of a stretch for me because it seems so long ago 🙂
And I know it’s one of those questions we’re often asked when working out what we want to do next with our lives, and that’s not totally the reason for me asking.
A Snapshot of Joy
I loved painting and art and writing. I vividly remember sitting in dimly lit classrooms, hugging radiators, with winter storms roaring outside, while we made stained glass windows on black card with coloured tissue paper, and me getting a bit ambitious with the glitter and excited about the Christmas holidays. I loved sparkly things and I loved being creative, I loved that in that moment I was focused, in flow, comfortable and that all that mattered was what colour I’d use next…
I remember my English Teacher in secondary school telling me to never stop writing stories. To keep on going, to keep imagining and describing, even when I was told it wouldn’t get me anywhere. Not to listen to the naysayers.
I also remember my first job in a bank and being taught report writing, how to write formal letters and then I moved into IT and wrote Technical specifications, Project bids, feasibility reports and plans.
Letting the Joy go
Somewhere along the way I stopped writing for fun. I still made up stories and told then to my son and never wrote them down.
I joined a creative writing group once and loved it. I really enjoyed having feedback and challenges and changing things around. I loved the fun of creating from nothing, of being given a sentence and turning it into a life, a love, an adventure.
It’s only in the past few years, from when I began my blog that I’ve loosened up and thrown away the formal business writing stuff (though it still calls on me every now and again) and I realise that this mad gift of making up stories and using strange descriptions is not something everyone can do. And because it came easy to me I’ve never really valued it or given myself the time to develop it. Have you found that about what you love and do effortlessly and naturally?
This was part of the purpose of the 100 days blog. To get a bit more creative with my writing. To write the adventure and the stories. To learn the craft and free the muse.
So far I’ve been skirting around the edges of fiction and have stayed in my comfort zone – something I’ve done all of my life where writing is concerned, writing to order, writing to a prescription.
It could be that I’m afraid of demonstrating how mad my imagination can be. And maybe I’m actually not that good.
The Time is Now.
And the time has come to embrace all of the stuff I loved in those stained glass window days and to allow my imagination and creative side loose like I never have before.
Maybe I should dye my hair purple?
I definitely want more sparkles.
Tomorrow I write my first Sunday story.
I’m dedicating Sunday’s to kids stories and fairy tales and Fridays to more grown up fiction.
I hope you’re going to enjoy as much as I will writing them.
Tomorrow’s title ‘Finding a Gem’.
What is it you’ve been denying, telling yourself you’re not good enough at, you listened to when people said you couldn’t do it and it just wasn’t you, you weren’t cut out for it?
What is it that deep down you know you want to do, you know it’s where you should be spending your time, ’cause it’s fun, you love it, you get lost when you’re doing it, it’s part of who you are?
Go on give it a go! Begin!
With much Appreciation.