Today is my fifth day as a part of the #OctWritingChallenge and it’s giving me brain burn. Not so much because of the 500 word or the one revising hour minimum commitment I accepted, but more because of the challenge of finding time to physically record the thoughts that dash through my mind; during my daily 40 minute commute, the quieter seconds in the halls as I move among classrooms supporting middle school teachers, and even during the near deafening half hour of cafeteria duty.
What I’m learning is that I possess mental compartments that hold thought buoys which indicate what to write when I get the time to write. These buoys bob within my gray matter for hours or days and, when linked to a trigger word or image, they lead me straight into a sea of words. At times my net pulls from leagues below, surprising me with deep revelations that open a door to my psyche while enriching my characters. Then there are those times that I wade gently in the tidal pools looking for lines that contain fragile but enduring energy.
One current project, a historical adult romance novel, challenges me to link what I know to what I research. The Universe aids me by providing the people and events I need, to allow me to cast my net into my conjured world then pull in sensually evocative moments, recorded during my journey between imagination and manifestation.
These lessons are making me a better writer who is becoming more comfortable sharing the creative and realistic mixtures in my mind while, hopefully, encouraging others to do the same.
My thought for today: “Writing is an extreme privilege but it’s also a gift. It’s a gift to yourself and it’s a gift of giving a story to someone.” Amy Tan