Where I Get Thoughts To Write About

thoughts on writing, poems, poetry, prose, steven humphreys

Subtle messages seem to pop out of nowhere. It doesn’t matter what I’m doing. I carry a small yellow sticky pad in my truck, just in case. Inspiration doesn’t give any notice or wait for you, and if you don’t write it down, it’s lost forever. But, I don’t usually worry about that, because it will just come back to me in another form anyway. This goes for writing poetry as well as stories.

Creativity comes out of that unknown place no one can seem to put his finger on. But, it seems ideas flow when you are in some kind of relaxed state like just waking up, driving, in the middle of enjoying your hobby, etc. The flash of insight is usually always a surprise.

I get ideas on the way to the store, even when playing Angry Bird. Something I’m watching on TV might spark a poem. I often wake up in the middle of the night to write things down for a story. It’s kind of a compulsive thing. Sticky notes are stuck all over my computer screen and  desk. I have to go through them and start tossing at least once a week, but I usually don’t do that. It stays a mess until I can’t stand it anymore, then I weed through them all. I keep a pad of yellow paper and pen ready on the nightstand

I waited until I retired to start writing again. I do it because it’s a part of who I am. I feel this is what I should be doing. I never felt I quite fit in working for someone like I did before.

I have pension income coming in, so thank God I don’t have the pressure of making a living from writing. Anyway, you don’t do it for the money. Do it because it’s you

I have read and written a lot. Some good, some terrible. Looking back, I can see the good and bad. So, I know I have improved. I have developed my own websites and written many online articles. That helped me improve over the years. I have never worked as a writer or journalist, and I don’t think that’s where I fit in. I don’t want any constraints on me or deadlines to meet with a boss breathing down my neck. You know, once you are self employed, you make a poor employee.






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