I keep feeling like I’m on the verge of creativity. Some part of me desperately wants and needs to create. The only issue is…well a couple things.
I’m out of practice
Between working my “9 to 5,” figuring out how to live on my own and establishing new, strong relationships, I feel like I haven’t had time to do creative things. Basically, I’m out of practice. Part of me fears that if I don’t make something right now that I’ll lose the ability forever. I know it’s not that urgent, but “I’ll try tomorrow” can become “I’ll try next week,” or even “I”ll try next month,” and so on until I stop making new things. I don’t want that to happen.
Perhaps being uninspired has a lot to do with being out of practice. Not only are my creation muscles unworked, so are my motivational muscles. I need a workout (OK, so not the best metaphor, but remember, I’m rusty at this)! I need to find that thing that pushes me to redesign my life in some way. On a positive note, I watched the premiere of Downton Abbey, season 4 and I immediately decided to decorate my kitchen to reflect the Edwardian period. So that may be something…not holding my breath.
I’ll get past this one way or another. I think I just have to jump back in and let myself produce some mediocre work before I remember what the good stuff feels like.