As promised, now that I have finished reading Ready Player One I can take a more in depth look at the book. My first impressions is that it was very neat. The prose were clean, the loose ends were tied up and the ending was exactly what I was expecting, yet what it needed to be.
I’ve decided to plan more creative time into my schedule to work on a new writing project. The only problem is that I have no idea what to write. Even though I’ve gotten back in the reading groove, I’m lacking inspiration. I’m wondering what other writers do to brainstorm new ideas. Once I have an idea, I can usually develop it.
There are countless blogs and wiki pages on “10 tips for brainstorming” but I need a real spark. So I’m calling out to other writers to see what has worked for you. If you have tips or sure-fire strategies that have worked for you, leave a comment.
What I really need is a dream. A lot of my story ideas are based on crazy wonderful dreams I’ve had. Guess I need to get going on that. Maybe this post compiled of random thoughts will help…maybe. Doubtful. Hmmm….there are also photos. Looking at art can sometimes inspire me. Music is always good.
Anyhow, I’ll keep working on brainstorming. I’ll have to start writing without direction and see where it goes.
I just started reading Ready Player One by Ernest Cline and so far I’m hooked! I think any gamer or geek who reads this will agree with me when I say that right now, I’m still reeling over the many references to some of my favorite things. In fact, I just want to jump into the OASIS and start playing.
I was reminded today of something very important. It’s something that I struggle with on a daily basis is pretty much every area of my life. The best way to sum it up is from the lips of Bill Cosby. He said, “I don’t know the key to success, but the key to failure is trying to please everybody.” I take advice from everyone and inadvertently place the opinion of others at a high priority. As an artist of any kind, this is dangerous. We need thick skin because there are an endless number of critics out there. Those who say we can’t write worth a damn. Those who tell use we’re no good. Don’t listen to them. Listen to your calling. I think I’m supposed to write. I have to do it.
I don’t have some profound conclusion to draw or an articulate way to sum up the way this is has been on my mind all day. I guess at the end, we have to press on. Whatever path we take, if we know it’s the right one, we need to continue. There are people that will support us in the right way. They are the ones who give constructive criticism out of love, not destructive words from a place of hate.
So artists, creators, lovers and friends, keep doing your thing. Don’t please everyone. You can’t. And that’s OK.
It’s been a while since I posted last. That’s mostly due to the fact that I began a new job. I’m torn about it. I went to school in the arts because I didn’t want to work in an office and I wanted to be creative. Now I’m working in marketing. I write for my paycheck, which is wonderful, but I feel so far from my creative self. I think it’s time to start another book. I don’t have ideas right now, but I’m itching to be creative. It’s this need.
I also feel a bit like a sell out, but I’m trying to stay optimistic. This job forces me to write everyday, which builds discipline. I keep trying to see it as the first step toward my mountain. I am referencing Neil Gaiman here. So here I go, trudging on toward the dream of being a fiction/fantasy writer.