Tuesday, August 11, 2015

Out of ideas

Generally speaking, I try to write something different everyday. I've done a couple rewrites, and I've touched on a single universe or story multiple times, but for the most part, I try to write new things as much as I can. I do this because I want to say that I'm experimenting with my writing. That I'm trying to explore my writing style and and genres, to learn about how to write. And also because some of the things that I would want to retouch on, and even stuff that I have gone back to, are things that I would want to make full novels out of. I don't want to put all of that novel out in the open. It kinda defeats the point. Especially when all those pieces aren't necessarily in order.

But that also makes writing for the blog quite difficult. More often than not, I struggle with trying to think of what I want to write about on a specific day. Occasionally, the things that I think about writing are things that I decide that I don't necessarily want to have out in the open. Not because I'm ashamed of them, but because they are more adult type of content, and I don't intend on making this blog marked not safe for work for a couple of posts that are more adult oriented. Not to mention I'm not particularly good at writing those. But I'm supposed to be writing things that I'm not as good at to get more experience with them. But still. You get the idea.

A lot of my real talk posts in particular are more or less about this subject. I probably talk about it too much, but it really is something that I'm thinking about on a near daily basis. What I should write is always somewhere in my brain, and it is far harder to consistently come up with an answer to that question than I would care to admit.

Days like that can be pretty disheartening. Those are the days that make me question what it is that I'm doing. If making this blog is really the best thing for me to be doing, and if I'll ever actually go anywhere with my writing. Running out of words for an author is like running out of paint for a painter, and I find myself on the short end of that stick fairly often. Only I don't get the luxury of running down to the store and buying some more words.

Sometimes that leads to me finding writing prompts online. And that works sometimes. I've found some pretty great prompts, and sometimes the way my brain works translates a prompt into a different subject entirely, and I can get an idea that way. But the problem with prompts is that, more often than not, a prompt is fishing for an answer, rather than laying the groundworks. It's like a person has an idea for a story, but doesn't want to have to write it, so they try to get someone else to write it for them. I'm not big on that. I wouldn't mind having someone give me a request for a story, and trying to write that. But only if it doesn't already have the end in sight. And far too frequently, the writing prompts that I see do exactly that.

So sometimes I just find myself unable to come up with something I want to write about, or something that is in my head for long enough to get it down. Days like that generally end up with posts like these. Posts that I can almost guarantee I won't be coming back to look over like I do with some of my fictional pieces, because they're just not very interesting. But I can at least say that I wrote, and I do try to think about how I'm saying what it is I'm saying. Sometimes I have trouble getting a point across. You've probably gathered. But I'm working on it.

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