Exercise One: Creativity Amok!

I don't know!

As I lay here tossing and turning I laugh because I know the thoughts escape me as though they had somewhere to go.  I want to write now and my mind is tricky, some thoughts are clear, I can see them before me.  Like punctuation and grammar and all the things they have taught me.  Most of it useless until now, it was useless then.  I had no interest in anything that wasn't short, blond and cute.  I was as fickle as ********     





Then I remembered paragraphs and spacing, all I had learned had escaped me.  So I had thought, it's a bit tough but I have to admit, it's easier than I thought and I will not quit.  I have to learn to separate my words, use them appropriately, it's not that I don't know how.  I have too many, stories to be written, not just of my life for those are the most sacred. 





Things I know, truest to me.  Of course the things, I've seen and heard for they'll make the best short stories.  That's not why I write, I write because I know how more or less, For now it's less until I learn more, for me there's irony almost at every door.  I "accept" the challenge I told myself, now I write to learn how to write.



This advice was given to me by, any guesses?  If you said a dog you were way off.  Another writer had told me the truth, I'll tell you but I wont quote him, he said I have to write, to learn how to write.  He laughed and called it irony.  I know he laughed because his note was a note, it crossed unknown distance through magical ways. 



On this note not parchment or scroll, but on my monitor of my home computer his words reached me.  With the effects of a magician he had somehow taught me.  While tonight or this morning, with out looking at the clock, I can't be sure.  As though under a spell I write on, now from my laptop in my bed.



Creativity is something I have always known, creation is birth, it is life all around us, in us.  Creativity is everywhere, take this web site for example.  It was created in 2000 was it?  Fourteen years later and it's not a website anymore, it's a part of a community.  So much a part of the community, to some or one it's another member.





I know because in 2000 I too created a website which later became a member almost.  It is just a website, technology has done incredible things over the years.  I want to write articles sometime about things now that I  think about it.  One way I did learn about my writing was articles.  Lots and lots and lots of articles





I had taught myself how to fix computers and make web sites.  If that wasn't creative enough, I had to learn how to draw, with a computer.  My words have already done amazing things.  The power of a word is astounding, perhaps the greatest gift to humanity.  I want to write books, novels what ever you call them.





I can't research, and write at the same time right now, I'm tired and the creativity suffers from it.  I am educated not by degrees, I went to high school, graduated in 1992.  Got a job and soon after a family, I try to move at the speed of life, a lesson I learned recently.  If you go to slow, life will pass you by.  If you move to fast, you will die early.  What is to fast to me, the fickle, substances and experimentation.



Today, I focus first on work, then my passions.  Writing is my new passion and after a few more lesson I should be able to write, like a writer.  I can already tell this is a lot about me, me and more me.  I like me, me is a good person.  This writing exercise is something I must do.  Let me try to explain my opinion on focus.





Focus is having the ability to know you need to do something, knowing you have every possible reason not to do it and you do it anyway.  You can lose focus though, like if you drop a marble on a slanted floor with a round shaped 3 inch hole for a drain.  If you don't sprint after it, you'll lose it in the hole, every time.





I have to remind myself this is only an exercise meant only for me.  Some may actually read it and give tips, remembering I'm 65 percent brain dead right now.  They are a relatively forgiving group, from what I have seen.  Which is good for me because I have been in fight mode, lost in a very bad storm for too long.  Maybe one day I will write about it. 





The power of one word seems to increase with the use of any idea?  More words.  I've seen words make men and women laugh, Ive seen them make people cry.  Words have even killed people.  That's how powerful your words can be.  At least mine can be, though I don't think anyone has ever hurt themselves because I used the wrong words.  You never know, people are crazy and beer can make them crazier.





I have seen words do amazing things, good things, cherished things.  I have seen people spend their whole lives together using the right words.  Often the wrong ones too in my last sentence, but knowing the right ones were in there somewhere.  I have seen children grow up and use their own words.





Words they have cultivated into their own gardens, feed them, watered them.  These kids were so good in the garden of thought, they even monitored the temperatures of each individual planted thought,  The kids really did learn to use their words and apply other skills they had learned through words.  The children grew up, they now run the world.  They way they run it, well you'll have to follow me for that one.





If I ever write about it, I'm sure it will be good.  This writing is like cooking my favorite meal, once I have the right ingredients and all my utensils.  I will prepare you a meal like no other.  Dare I learn a new dish, a favorite flavor?  Well a story for you may just be needed to fill your tummy.  I was going to rhyme, I don't know if rhyming and writing have much to do with each other.





I mean outside of a poem, which reminds me.  Rhymes are good with music and music uses words as well.  I love music and I can sometimes freestyle my own songs off the top of my head.  So I see a few songs in my future as well.  in fact I'll share this creative idea with you as it's years away for me if at all.  After all it is only an idea, a very creative one.





Once married to the woman I love, I want to know her favorite artist, group or band.  Hopefully they don't write their own music, because I have a deal for them.  I think it's a good deal anyway but what do I know.  I'm just some newb with a laptop right?  Wrong.  The deal would be I would write them a song in exchange for them singing a song I wrote, to my wife.





I like the idea and I am so glad I came up with it.  It was like when I thought to myself I wonder if there are any websites out there for writers and I found writers.com, just better.  Well it's 5:30 am, I should go to sleep now.  Work is slow this time of year for me, I have a little extra free time to explore my writing, I've already thanked god for that. 





Good night and good job, to all of you who know your a writer.  If you don't know your a writer but you like to read, god bless you.