Creating

I think anyone who writes is intimately familiar with the need to create.  It's a beautiful, and sometimes stressful, little thing that lives way down in the farthest reaches of your psyche.  It's often quiet, but when it wants to be heard it will be heard, one way or another.

Those who don't have that all-consuming need don't really understand.  They label the creators as odd or eccentric.  Well of course we seem odd, you would too if you had imaginary people, or magnificent visions dancing just out of reach in your mind.

I always think its interesting to find out that a fellow writer is also, say, an artist or a dancer- that creativity will find some way to get out.  I was an amazingly creative child.  I imagined out people and stories, and forced my best friend to act out elaborate tales in the woods and old farmland around my house.  Like most aspiring authors, I can well remember writing notebooks full of poems and little stories, practically from the time I could form letters.  But somewhere along the way that part of me got squashed out.  Adults are vicious creatures- the natural born enemies of creativity and dreams.

But since I started writing again (good lord has it been nearly five years already??) I've noticed that my creativity is alive again, not just in writing, but in all other aspects of my life.  It wasn't ever dead, really, just hidden down inside.

When I'm not writing (and not working, sleeping, eating, or being a mom) I belly dance and make jewelry.

What creative endeavors do you partake in besides writing?

What I Created Today:

(Of course I'm also hoping to "create" a few thousand words today as well, but this is a good start :)