Oh where is my inspiration?
As you may, or probably may not, have noticed, this blog is drying up. As it represents the right side of my brain, then logically that too is dwindling.
My thesis writing is in full gear. I write boring, and not so boring things all day. But what I feared would happen happened.
I can't think of new ideas for stories or poems, my inspiration is somewhere in a box waiting for me to blow the dust off the lid. The more I try to think up something, the quicker it runs away. This is why I am not a poet, or a songwriter or a novelist. Other than the lacking eccentricities, I can't make my self be creative & all too often I'm not so creative on my own. Well I am, just in an academic, left-brained kind of way.
So I'm puttng it out to the 3 people that potentially read this thing: Where do you find your inspiration? Should I hire a muse (male, let's say 6ft, fit, nice smile)? or simply accept my boringness is a condition of my chosen/forced current thesis writings?
posted by Thai Jen @ 4:25 PM
4 Comments:
Boring? Darl, you and I don't know the meaning of the word! Get this thesis over and done, dust off your dancing shoes, and get your drinks hand flexed and ready. 6ft Muse? This city is crawling with them. But I think they are highly unnecessary for 2 such "nice" girls as ourselves! Enjoy the slumps while you can, cause when you hop back on the wagon you'll have enjoyed the rest, and be ready for sparkly eyed adventure!
xoxoxo (you are SO much better than Nice!)
good question... when you find the fountain of inspiration, please let me know!
For me it helps to change my scenery- walk a different way home, escape into a movie, randomly talk to a stranger, have a glass of wine, and let myself get as silly as i want.
good luck!
oh yeah, dancing in my kitchen to Jackson 5 helps too.
Get this uni thing out of the way and be done with it.
My experience of uni is a life on hold, any spare time I find myself presented with always has an overtone that there is something that I SHOULD be doing for uni. So living gets put off for another week/month/year/lifetime. However my time managment doesn't really exist so I end up wasting that valuable time with meaningless nothing, thus reducing the available free time and the cycle repeats. These days when I do see people I feel I have nothing to say.
Enough about me, my point is that I was most happy, excitable and actually felt like an interesting person earlier this year in that time I had between working full time and coming back to Hobart for uni. Yes it was my holidays, but more importantly I felt free to do what and see who ever I chose.
Find one thing you really want to do or maybe a few, and throw yourself into it whole heartedly, in other words, get busy - but not with stress. The wanted distractions will arrive, and inspiration seems to follow.
YOU have a lack of inspiration??? I can't even think of anything that migh t inspire me. So any concrete means of inspiration is completely out of the question.
Certainly getting a laptop stolen hasn't done it, so your guess is as good as mine...
luv ya
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