The Life Adventure
I love writing. I was that one kid in class that always anticipating the upcoming essay. I used to dream about writing the next, exciting, young adult book series... I actually still do fantasize about that regularly. My intentions are there, but my focus comes and goes. And writers block is pretty intimidating after coming back to a story after three weeks of zero contact. Someday, I'd still love to sit down and crank out a best-seller, feeling the character development wash through me, possibly getting carpel tunnel syndrome, sitting in one position for six hours a day until my butt goes numb from lack of circulation. People think being an author is glamorous and not all that demanding, and I am still one of those people for now. But it's really like giving yourself really hard homework every day for years on end. You want glamour? Throw glitter at the screen! (I wish I'd come up with that. But no. Pinterest is robbing the rest of the world of its awesome quotes.) (Sorry, Pinterest! I still love you, the way you suck me into my computer at the end of a long day, filling my mind with dreams of home decorating and making my stomach rumble even though I ate literally ten minutes ago!)
I do usually tend to see myself as a creative person, and thank you Jesus for that gift! But truth is, I am not always so inspired. My creativity comes in spurts, which is probably the reason why I've never gotten past page fifteen on any story I've ever written. (That may seem like a lot when I'm writing it, but it really isn't in the world of fiction... just imagine if Harry Potter was resolved in fifteen pages... BORING.) I have days that the delicious, creative jujus come flowing out of me like the gooey filling of a chocolate lava cake, and I can draw, paint, write poetry, etc. I have an equal number of days when I'm sitting, thinking, searching my brain for a word that rhymes with 'cat'.
This is a blog to honor those days when my mind is functioning, those spurts when my written word is something worth writing down, when I am able to process those big, fat, life issues and respond in more than groans and grumbles and giggles and tears.
Spurts. They are more than just breakthroughs in my creativity. My life is relatively unexciting. I won't say boring. Boring is such a negative word. I prefer to say 'very, very relaxing'. Like, so relaxing I'm banging my face on the floor and blabbering to myself in, not boredom, but unexciting-dom. (Okay, I may be overexaggerating, It's my blog. I can do what I want.) But generally speaking, my life is pretty calm, pretty laid-back, pretty easy, and without too much to spice it up. But days happen, and sometimes they seem terribly, awfully crazy at the moment of impact. And sometimes they are just downright hilarious, or so exciting I feel like I've gone and died and went to heaven, because I really do love action and adventure. It's my favorite movie genre! But action and adventure doesn't seem to find me often. I guess it's something you have to search for, if you really want it to be a part of your life.
There are days I sit and stare at my computer for hours, safe and unexcited. They seem nice in the moment, but I don't have many fun memories about those days. Then there are the days I get up early, deep clean my bedroom, go for a run and my dog trips me in the gravel just as my brother drives by, laughing, and I'm so scraped up and bleeding I can hardly hold the leash, and I run home way faster than normal just so I don't get blood everywhere. Man, excitement can mean living a dangerous life. A life lived on the edge between safety and Netflix, and falling on your stomach in the gravel. This is a blog to honor those memories, the times when life happens and it's fun, or painful, or terrifying, or weird, or even peaceful. I feel that peace, contrary to what it might seem, is the opposite of boredom. I don't have an argument for that statement yet. It's still processing somewhere in my brain. But hold tight, and maybe it'll pop up in like three months.
Life, though. It'll happen. It'll be worth writing about, or maybe it won't. When it happens, I'll write about it either way, and get through it, and look back, not on days of unexciting-dom, but of that great adventure of life!
I do usually tend to see myself as a creative person, and thank you Jesus for that gift! But truth is, I am not always so inspired. My creativity comes in spurts, which is probably the reason why I've never gotten past page fifteen on any story I've ever written. (That may seem like a lot when I'm writing it, but it really isn't in the world of fiction... just imagine if Harry Potter was resolved in fifteen pages... BORING.) I have days that the delicious, creative jujus come flowing out of me like the gooey filling of a chocolate lava cake, and I can draw, paint, write poetry, etc. I have an equal number of days when I'm sitting, thinking, searching my brain for a word that rhymes with 'cat'.
This is a blog to honor those days when my mind is functioning, those spurts when my written word is something worth writing down, when I am able to process those big, fat, life issues and respond in more than groans and grumbles and giggles and tears.
Spurts. They are more than just breakthroughs in my creativity. My life is relatively unexciting. I won't say boring. Boring is such a negative word. I prefer to say 'very, very relaxing'. Like, so relaxing I'm banging my face on the floor and blabbering to myself in, not boredom, but unexciting-dom. (Okay, I may be overexaggerating, It's my blog. I can do what I want.) But generally speaking, my life is pretty calm, pretty laid-back, pretty easy, and without too much to spice it up. But days happen, and sometimes they seem terribly, awfully crazy at the moment of impact. And sometimes they are just downright hilarious, or so exciting I feel like I've gone and died and went to heaven, because I really do love action and adventure. It's my favorite movie genre! But action and adventure doesn't seem to find me often. I guess it's something you have to search for, if you really want it to be a part of your life.
There are days I sit and stare at my computer for hours, safe and unexcited. They seem nice in the moment, but I don't have many fun memories about those days. Then there are the days I get up early, deep clean my bedroom, go for a run and my dog trips me in the gravel just as my brother drives by, laughing, and I'm so scraped up and bleeding I can hardly hold the leash, and I run home way faster than normal just so I don't get blood everywhere. Man, excitement can mean living a dangerous life. A life lived on the edge between safety and Netflix, and falling on your stomach in the gravel. This is a blog to honor those memories, the times when life happens and it's fun, or painful, or terrifying, or weird, or even peaceful. I feel that peace, contrary to what it might seem, is the opposite of boredom. I don't have an argument for that statement yet. It's still processing somewhere in my brain. But hold tight, and maybe it'll pop up in like three months.
Life, though. It'll happen. It'll be worth writing about, or maybe it won't. When it happens, I'll write about it either way, and get through it, and look back, not on days of unexciting-dom, but of that great adventure of life!
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