Life can be challenging for writers and artists because we live in two worlds. We live in reality where we work our 9 to 5 jobs, we do chores, we run errands and spend time with family and friends, we live like most everyone else. But for the creatively minded we live in a second world as well, one that often seems to conflict with reality, we live in our heads, we live with our dreams and our imagination. We want to spend our days creating new masterpieces, but most of us can’t do that. Instead we spend a majority of our time doing the things that need to get done. We must settle for doing the things we want to do in our sparse free time, a time that we divide between: errands, chores and spending time with the important people in our lives, and sometimes by the time we have free time all we want to do is sleep. It’s hard to live in two worlds at once.
Sometimes it feels as though our dreams are being weighed down by a giant millestone called Reality. Unfortunately reality isn’t going to go away. The only thing we can do is make our dreams strong enough that they can bear the weight. It’s not easy, it’s hard work, but it’s the price we pay for living in two worlds.
~~Lady of the Pen~~
There are many frustrations for writers, or anyone else in the creative world. We see the world differently, often finding beauty and richness in the strangest places. There’s also an odd ability to partner happiness and contentment with a sense of melancholy. I, for one, love old things; buildings, forests, books, they make me happy, but I also feel sadness because nothing lasts forever and I hate to think of something so beautiful passing away. These mix of emotions seem common for creatively minded people. It is our gift and our burden to see the world from a unique prospective and try to share it.
Another part of the burden is that nothing is ever as pure and perfect as it is in our mind. While it’s only a thought and an idea it’s perfect and world changing, but much is lost in translation. More than the audience will ever know, but the creator of the work knows and must learn to be content with the dim reflection of their initial idea that comes from their mind into the real world. Writing can be maddening and frustrating, but it’s so rewarding. After all I get to spend my life questing for stories. Finding fragments of plot and setting here and pieces of inspiration there. It fills the world with endless possibilities and makes me thinking of ever experience both good and bad, both beautiful and ugly, and even the mundane as possible materiel. Nothing is wasted. Everything is just another ingredient that goes into the creation of something new. Despite the difficulties, the feelings of self doubt, the fear of wasting time and that what you write doesn’t matter, I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I love stories. I love creating them. And I love the idea that someday my writing might inspire someone and ignite a love of writing in them. I’m not sure who I’d be without writing and I don’t intend to find out.
~~Lady of the Pen~~