Sunday, November 29, 2009
How To Daydream 101
Do writers and artists daydream more than others? We do, we reside in one long daydream. Our inspiration begins with images, impressions, no more than fantasy, really. We craft these fantasies into stories, or art, our way of organizing the chaos of reality into something informative and entertaining, of expressing what some might find inexpressible.
I wonder if we ever know ourselves, truly know our own selves? How do we gain that distance, the perspective necessary to detach and observe objectively? Is this why artist's are compelled to paint self portraits? Maybe it's an attempt to look inward that drives the writer. Could it be, are various characters representative of facets of our own psyche on display, on the page? Count me out—you might say. I don’t behave the way my characters do! I would never act like that, not in a million years! But, maybe you could—under the right circumstances. Maybe.
Even the most beautiful among us look into the mirror and see flaws.
Charitable types often come to resent their own propensity for selfless acts that offer no visible benefit.
The most sure-footed stumble.
Many rich men never believe they have accumulated enough wealth.
An aloof woman talks down to people but deep inside feels vulnerable and unloved.
A spur of the moment decision can change the course of one’s life forever, for good or bad.
Where is she going with this? You might ask. I guess I’m thinking out loud. Rambling. Feeling my way along. Deciding what to do with these wild imaginings of mine. Crafting unruliness into order, word by word.
I have taken on a huge project. I am not at liberty to divulge just what IT is at this time. But, I will say this; I sure do have my work cut out for me. Whenever I attempt to bite off more than I can chew I remind myself that every daunting task I’ve ever taken on caused me to feel so insecure I felt like a fraud, inept and incapable of pulling it off. And yet I came through. So I let my Cheerleader Self take over. You go girl! Cheerleader Self says! Rah, rah, rah! Cheerleader Self cries. I have learned that she’s somebody I should listen to.
Let me take this opportunity to encourage all of you to bite off more than you can chew. It’s exhilarating.
If you’re willing, give an example of how you’ve stretched yourself and come out ahead. I love it when you share!
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